Growing up in Lincoln

Created by Diane 3 years ago

i suppose thar not many of you know that Brian played the Cornet in the school orchestra. He & Richard would organise “jam sessions” crammed into the front room of our house with their friends. Jazz was their passion & I was the one on the comb covered with greaseproof paper!

I dont think Ive quite forgiven him yet for forgetting to come home early enough to take his little sister to see “Annie get your gun” at the local cinema. To be truthful - he was very upset too!
I dont know how we aquired an old Austin A 30, but Brian & Richard used to take it out to a disused aredrome  ( & on the quiet roads I think) & come back boasting about how they could spin it around & make it perform dramatic skids!!!
Our parents seemed unphased!
Brian wanted to be a doctor, but sadly he didn’t make the grade in one of the subjects required. However he was VERY knowledgeable about the workings of the human body which meant that those to whom he later taught weight training were in very safe hands.

his passion for weight lifting began when he was 17 or 18 years old when he demanded that our mother should supply him with plenty of  steak & Milk! 
i have no idea what triggered this weight lifting passion. I have no doubt that the weight lifting fraternity were not only his friends  but his second family.

at the age of 50 he won a world weight lifting championship

After Jane sadly died He was eventually quite “ chuffed” that he was getting some female attention!
He took an interest in cooking & he favoured Armenian ( mother’s influence !) & Greek style food. 

He was always very proud of Sara.  He was a real family man & travelled to see & to keep in touch with our relatives in Canada. He was very fond of them.
He organised a party in Northern Ireland so that we could meet the Irish side of our family & try to piece together our Irish history. It was a wonderfully musical & happy time.

His home is full of framed family photographs.

He once said to me thar he would have liked more children , & he was very sweet with MY grandchildren.

I’m SO very grateful that he met lovely Welsh Margaret. Suddenly he was being fed like a  king, & they enjoyed  travelling  together & spending time both in beautiful Wales & in Surrey. 
He taught himself to speak Italian & given the chance he would display this skill whenever they were travelling. 
with Margaret his life was full.

He was my big brother & I loved him