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Ted Carter: My first ‘lad’

Posted on September 8, 2017 by odeboyz

On my first day at Hackney I went to the depot and met two men who I told I’d been sent my Mr Lacy. “Oh, that wax work dummy, at the Town Hall – is he still standing by his … Continue reading →

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How a ‘tyrant’ did me a favour

Posted on August 25, 2017 by odeboyz

Having completed my five year apprenticeship I decided that travelling all over the country wasn’t for me. Building sites from Scotland to the West Country usually with some grim digs that I had to find for myself all added up … Continue reading →

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The Dignified Mendicant

Posted on May 4, 2016 by odeboyz

Many years ago, I was on my regular seven week call out rota; and at about 4 pm I got a message from the Hackney call centre one Saturday, I’m guessing about, 1976 -some forty years ago. I was asked … Continue reading →

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My Old Car

Posted on April 3, 2015 by odeboyz

In the early 70s I had gone through a particularly difficult divorce when my then wife left me for another woman. I now see that as a positive event (neither of us loved the other) but at the time I … Continue reading →

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Just Yesterday Ago

Posted on May 30, 2014 by odeboyz

In 1989 (I can’t believe that is twenty five years ago) I was the Branch Secretary of the National and Local Government Organisation (NALGO) in Hackney, I was at the head of a bunch of left wing extremists.The Communist Party, … Continue reading →

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Foolishness of Youth

Posted on November 8, 2013 by odeboyz

I believe that I have been extremely silly at various times in my life, for no better reason than part devilment and part showing off.  For example in around 1970, I was given a young labourer called Mark, and told … Continue reading →

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