My Story Update: Chapters 1 to 3 - It feels good to be back

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21st November 2024. Bridlington East Yorkshire

Dad and I (Clifford & Colin Lambert) are snowed in.  My Flex Stretch & Groove (I teach the class) cancelled, day 82 no alcohol and playing with my new shiney white, all in the screen, black friday, new computer -with the money saved from not drinking - and here we go again. I feels lovely.

I was born into a Yorkshire mining town, famous for it's giant killing rugby team, Featherstone Rovers. My  dad was captain. I left for London age 19 with my 'Eyes Wide Shut'. I returned to Yorkshire, Bridlington, in 2022 with my eyes wide open. Here I chart my life story in an heartfelt, amusing, open, honest and at times tragic tale of love, life and adventure story sort of way. I also embrace the challenges faced by being a man, especially a Yorshireman, in this fast changing world.

I am blessed to share my journey with you. Om

Here are the first three chapters

1    Part 1.  https://colinlambert.blogspot.com/2020/10/om-to-my-daughter-emily-she-said-write.html

2.   Part 2.  https://colinlambert.blogspot.com/2020/10/my-life-story-part-2-escape-plan-is.html

3.   Part 3. https://colinlambert.blogspot.com/2020/11/my-story-no-6-bridlington-featherstone.html 

   

      Have a good day.

      Colin

 I   Ps. I am dyslexic and can't spell but thats ok.  





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