Marion Kennedy McAllister

14th February 1935 - 1st July 2001

Rest In Peace

FIRST & LAST & ALWAYS

I think I'm running out of things to say about AA and recovery. I seem to be posting more about other things. That tells me that Recovery Road has probably run its course as part of my recovery plan.

Never say never, but I'll take a step back from blogging for now.

I'm sober and I'm grateful for that. I wish the rest of you well on your own long walk down the road to recovery.

Kenny

European Elections - June 4th 2009

Don't vote for the BNP. There is no excuse for a protest vote for the fascists. A patriot is not a fascist. The fascists are the enemies of the working classes and an aberration on humanity.

When the fascists come calling for our vote, we let our fists and boots do the talking...

No platform. No excuses.

No Pasaran!

Sober. Grateful.

Mind the Gap - the alcoholic head

There is often a GAP between my perception of a situation, and the reality. I reckon this pigeon has more sense than me sometimes. Thankfully the 12 Steps keep my excessive headwars in check a lot of the time.



I have been reading your blogs...you're not forgotten! Work is super-busy and I have one or two high class problems to resolve. I'll be back to my usual locquatious self pretty soon.

Sober. Grateful. I'm still standing.

We went to St John's on Saturday to check out Tchaikovsky Symphony No.6 in B minor [op.74] Pathétique and Brahms Piano Concerto No.2 in Bb [op.85]> I think Private Equity Girl enjoyed the Tchaikovsky the most. I preferred the Brahms. It's a lovely venue. I recommend it.

Not on the way to mosh, on the way to soar to some beautiful music

Sober. Grateful.

Jack Jones - RIP

Jack Jones, anti-fascist, union man, champion of elderly citizens and the disenfranchised and defender of the working classes

Rest In Peace, Comrade

NO PASARAN!

I forgot to mention - Private Equity Girl got me a signed copy of Henry Rollin's new book A Preferred Blur for my AA birthday.



I see Henry for what he is, yet his writing and his music still inspire me and fire me up. It's a shame about his 'spoken word' stuff, which has degenerated into some kind of pseudo-cerebral stand-up routine.

The only time I want to hear Henry speak is when he's introducing the next song.

Sober. Grateful. Hectic work schedule today.