Mac Steele, Dad & Grandad would have been 90 today.
Just curious to hear any stories - hopefully happy or funny ones, you may have in memory of the old B****d.
Some tales perhaps for the generation of family who never met him.
A real one-off
Val
Observe 1 minute silence at pub opening time or over your next beer!
So I said
Funny you should say but..
my lorry route on a Sunday night now goes to TNT@ Teeside Airport!!
Roadworks on A1 lead me last weekend through
Yarm High Street
and at midnight it was all lit up, complete with Christmas tree and nobody about (at all ya'kna!)
Any road.. I was reminded
Yarm circa 1984, so Will is 4 years old and we have just been to Preston Park, Eaglescliff to see the penguins and to have a go on the roundabouts.
Maybe I (Daddy aka PapaSteve) got a bit carried away with the 'faster-daddy' cries etc
Upshot was that on the way home, in Yarm High Street Will threw up in the back of the car.
..all over his shoes.
Needless to say it was all my fault from the passenger seat etc ..fair play,
but after a quick mop up we headed off back to LHR
(110 Learnhouse Rerd Thornabulary)
Grandad Mac wanted to hear all about it and while retelling the story we realised the afore-mentioned shoes were missing.
Horror of horrors YoursTruly must have placed them outside the car in Yarm and driven off..
('Clarkes they were- ', 'are you mad Steve?' plus 'What do'y think you're doin?' and 'get back there' etc)
So back I went and the shoes were still there on the cobbles and still covered in sick..
but..
somehow William, in re-telling the story and putting forward the idea that new shoes may now be required due to the soiling, inadvertently and accidentally convinced Mac that the old shoes were U/S (unservicable) and came out to the kitchen with the news that Granddad had put his shoes on the fire!!!!!!!!!
I was clearly off the hook now as far as male incompetence was concerned - Mac was fully in the frame!
Victor Meldrew style "I don't believe it" from Barbara and Dot "What d'you do that for?" hahaha lol
He had a wry smile reserved for surreal occasions.. last seen at Trevor's wedding when the bride plus mother and sisters all steamed into port (the pub) under full sail in matching size 18 full length purple frocks and "Snowman" styled white wide brimmed hats as he turned to me and muttered 'Chryste'!
This time, speech was clearly uncalled for, so out came the wry smile with token pipe pointing and a gentle chuckle... eh lad!
1984?
Originally uploaded by ezappy.
Them wert days
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