Welcome To The World

Old Heatonian would like to welcome Mathilda Halliday to the world…

Claire Halliday finally gave birth to her daughter, Mathilda on Wednesday 4th November. Both mother and daughter are doing fine – one can only assume that Neil, the proud father is too!

Congratulations!

A Package Arrives!

A few months ago, one bright and sunny Sunday morning and quite out of the blue, my mobile rang:

‘Moo Moo’ (for my ringtone is derived from the multifaceted works of the mighty Justified Ancients of Mu Mu (aka KLF))
‘Moo Moo’
‘Hello, Old Heatonian speaking’
‘Funk, there’s a package been delivered for you up at the Kings’

Intrigued, and more than a little excited, considering that Sunday was a strange day to be receiving packages anywhere, let alone the local hostelry.  I quickly paused the V+Box (on which I had been viewing the previous days Saturday Kitchen, in search of inspiration for tasty tidbits), left the house and fired up the Funkmobile.  On the way, I wondered whether the whole thing may have been a cunning ruse, designed to get me in to the pub a little earlier – perhaps the barstaff were in need of company? 

Nevertheless, mere minutes later I was settled comfortably at the sewing tables, with a lovely lovely Stella fizzing merrily in front of me, as I considered the large, thickly stuffed brown envelope I had been handed on my arrival, the assembled throng of a majority of the Grumpy Club eagerly anticipating its contents…

To be continued

Back, Bad, Mean, Mad!

As has been pointed out by an increasing number of my peers in the village (and outside the village), it has definitely been a while since I updated this website…

The reasons are many and ultimately too mundane to relate here, although they can be summed up by saying ‘too many things have changed in my life over the last few months for my priorities to be focussed on the Old Heatonian’.

I have considered just leaving it alone, and just allowing Old Heatonian to fade away into distant and, hopefully, fond memory.

However, what with the ‘Garden Lane Flowerpot Scandal’ repeatedly turning up on the increasingly turgid agenda of the Kings Arms Afternoon Grumpy Club, and the surprising admission the other day by a local baker that he’d ‘emptied his sack’ in front of a council health and safety inspector, how could I resist having another go at it?

Normal service is expected soon…