TO-DAY, 23rd October

10 tears ago my youngest grandson Henry Joseph Craven was born Henry now lives with his family in Scotland, He is addicted to reading anything he can get hold , Sometimes when I speak to him, I find him difficult to understand since he speaks quite gently & with a Scottish Accent

49 Years ago today I got married to my first wife Pam Craven, I was 27 & she was 22, We were the last people to be married at Chapel Lane Unitarian

Chapel in the centre of Bradford Before it was demolished  The wedding was at 4.00pm, My best man was Gay old Uncle Alex Morris, One of his favourite Sayings was, "If you should ere to any excess, let it be t'ords gentleness" One of my wife's bridesmaids was my niece Diane Craven , Now Hudson whose birthday is the day after to-morrow.  The reception was at the Windmill Pub in Wibsey After which we flew to London on our way to Rome & Capri for our honeymoon, Harold Wilson would only let us take £60 out of the country and we ran out of money. On to India, Jagatdal on the banks of the river Hoogley, The beginning of a two year contact with Woolcombers of India limited

WEDNESDAY 19th August 2015

For about six weeks now I have been suffering from what was originally described as a respiratory infection. In the past three weeks, I have had three courses of Antibiotics and not  really much improved. Yesterday & rang my Dr. Dr. Sophie Kaye of Church Lane surgery Brighouse & she suggested that I take no more antibiotics and go to the Calderdale Royal Hospital and have a chest x-ray which I did. The technician told me that the results would be sent to my Doctors surgery in 1 weeks time. In the mean time I continue to cough & splutter and carry on taking anything other than Antibiotics . Nothing to do with the above, but the other day I heard a nice Quotable Quote . Why is your brain like a parachute . Because it is quite useless unless you keep it open

FIVE WEEKS

For the past five weeks, I have been a highly productive phlegm producing factory

YESTERDAY

YESTERDAY WAS 28th JULY 2015, HAD MY MOTHER EDITH CRAVEN NE RIMMINGTON BEEN ALIVE IT WOULD HAVE BEEN HER 110TH BIRTHDAY. ON MONDAY MORNING THIS WEEK MY WIFE SHEILA WENT INTO HOSPITAL FOR A HIP RELACEMENT. Revd. JOHN MIDGLEY SAYS THAT WHEN SHE IS BETTER WE WILL ALL HAVE TO SAY "HIP HIP HURAY" . YESTERDAY I WENT TWICE TO MY DOCTORS SURGERY AT CHURCH LANE SURGERY IN BRIGHOUSE. JUST AFTER I GOT OUT OF BED I STARTED TO PRODUCE & CHOKE ON COPIOUS QUANTITIES OF GREENISH GREY PHLEGM. DR PAUL CHAMBERS DIGNOSED A RESPIRATORY INFECTION. HIS ADVICE WAS NOT TO GO TO HOSPITAL IN CASE I SPREAD THE INFECTION, HIS ADVICE WAS TO TKE THE ANTIBIOTICS AND STAY AT HOM AND KEEP WARM. THIS MEANDS THAT I CANNOT GO TO SEE SHEILA IN THE HOSPITAL . At 5.00 pm HAD MY HALF YEARLY DIABETIC & GENERAL HEALTH CHECK WITH NURSE JANINE SUMNER A MOST CAPABLE PRACTITIONER. RESULTS<
CHOLESTEROL 3.3      LIVER & KIDNEY FUNCTIONS FINE
BLOOD SUGAR LEVELS EXCELLENT AS WAS MY BLOODPRESSURE.

HAPPY DAYS

           HENRY JOSEPH & TOBY DANIEL CALL TO SEE THEIR GRANDMA
         & GRANDDAD CRAVEN

SAYING

IT IS SAID THAT WHAT HAPPENS ON ST SWITHINS DAY HAPPENS AGAIN FOR THE NEXT FORTY DAYS & FORTY NIGHTS, GOODNESS HELP THE BRIDES 

TOMORROW

Tomorrow is St.Swithin's Day It will be just 86 years since my mother & father were married @ Dirkhill Primitive Methodist Chapel. It will also be 54 years since Gillian Stanbury married Trevor Gamble Gillian & Trevor were maried at St. Oswald's Church in Southfield Road. The thing which I remember most was that in the middle of the day the sky turned black and the weather was so bad that Hailstones larger than Golfballs fell from the sky It was if you believe in them an omen . Trevor although he was a father to Deborah turned out to be Gay. Gillian's Mother Aunty Edith Stanbury outlived three husbands 
and died at the ripe old age of 99 & three Quarters 

MY MOTHER BEFORE SHE WAS MARRIED