All Posts by G. H. McCallum

The Bluebottle Boys: The Choir & the Peace Corps

Peace Corps

The Bluebottle Boys – Chapter 2, Part 3 – Winter 1961: The Choir & the Peace Corps Stan and I found an arrangement of Antonio Salieri’s “Concerto in C for Flute, Oboe and Orchestra,” in the library. An arrangement for two recorders and piano. Alternating checkouts of the score between us, and making creative use […]

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The Bluebottle Boys: Edgbaston: Bertie & My Birthday

Edgbaston

The Bluebottle Boys — Chapter 2, Part 2 — Edgbaston, Winter 1961: Bertie & My Birthday [Note: The featured pic is of Bertrand Russell and his wife Edith (center) leading the demonstration mentioned in this post (photograph by Tony French, used by permission)] On 18 February, Bertrand Russell led a march of 20,000 protesters seeking […]

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The Bluebottle Boys: Edgbaston, Winter 1961: Auntie Gene

Auntie Gene

The Bluebottle Boys — Chapter 2, Part 1 — Edgbaston, Winter 1961: Auntie Gene The driving downpours and snow in the many weeks prior to Christmas 1960 worsened as the winter progressed into early 1961. Dad had turned 45 on 22 January. He and Mum had used the occasion, and a lull in the storms, […]

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The Bluebottle Boys – Chapter 1: Celebration & Reflection

The Bluebottle Boys

The Bluebottle Boys – Chapter 1: Celebration & Reflection Notes: Hello, and a belated Happy New Year! Welcome to the start of 2017, and to the start of Volume One of  The Bluebottle Boys. This is the sequel to Walking Backwards for Christmas. That is indeed the book cover you see as the featured picture. […]

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Walking Backwards for Christmas: The Holly & The Ivy

Holly

“Walking Backwards for Christmas”: Chapter 7, Part 3: “The Holly & the Ivy” [and a couple of previews] They’d stopped back in Edgbaston, picked up the Indian spices Mum and Cressida had used in the samosas, before returning to a butcher in Solihull for a bit of ground lamb and a grocer for some fresh […]

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Walking Backwards for Christmas: In a Time Warp, Dark & Empty

Time Warp

Walking Backwards for Christmas: Chapter 7, Part 2 — Solihull, Christmas Eve Day 1960: In a Time Warp, Dark & Empty I’d expected Mum, Grammer, and maybe even Uncle Roddy to have returned, waiting for me, ready to cut me a new eye socket for being out so long when they’d had no idea where I […]

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Walking Backwards for Christmas: Solihull, Christmas Eve Day 1960: Loss

Christmas

Walking Backwards for Christmas: A Tale of Woe from Solihull, Chapter 7, Part 1 — Solihull, Christmas Eve Day 1960: Loss [Note: the featured picture is a very early postcard of High Street in Solihull (you can see St. Alphege’s Church at upper right). Except for an absence of horses and presence of cars, the […]

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Walking Backwards for Christmas: Bethany’s Carol

Bethany's Carol

Walking Backwards for Christmas, Chapter 6, Part 11 — Between the Walls: Bethany’s Carol [Note: the letter yogh (“ȝ”) you see in the carol appeared extensively in Middle English, and was still in use in Bethany’s time. It usually (but not always) appears as a “gh” in Modern English and is silent, though originally it […]

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Walking Backwards for Christmas: Between the Walls: Sing Gaudete

Sing Gaudete

Walking Backwards for Christmas, Chapter 6, Part 10 — Between the Walls: Sing Gaudete Bethany and Stan wandered in from the dining area and were watching Gramfer and me as they each took a chair on either side of the roaring fire that now added light, as well as heat, to the lounge. Gramfer motioned […]

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Walking Backwards for Christmas: Magic & Steel Strings

Magic

Walking Backwards for Christmas, Chapter 6, Part 9 – Between the Walls: “Magic & Steel Strings: For the First Time in My Life” I opened the case. For the first time in my life, I really looked at the guitar. Its colors had faded over the decades until they’d become a strange mix of each […]

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