Serendipity?

Brian D. Powell was born in York in 1932. and as a young boy, he frequently accompanied his grandfather down by the River Ouse. With Britains involvement in WW2 Brian spent many a day ‘sculling’ the (mostly) servicemen/women back and forth across the river. It was during 1944 that Brian Powell, budding artist, spent a dayContinue reading “Serendipity?”

When our bird has flown

Growing up in Australia, I’ve known Diane Merrick’s family since I was a youngster, she and her brothers were always sharing our apple tree, the mischief. Here’s part of the story when catching up with Diane, some 15 years later: ‘So Charlie, picture this, February 1971, I’m 20 years and 3 months old, six weeksContinue reading “When our bird has flown”

The gift, share it.

Life is too short!  Heard that one before? At some point in your career, there will come a morning when you’ll awake and ask yourself, “What am I really doing?” It’s at this point that earning money by making/selling ‘stuff’ will no longer be motivation enough. However, if your answer to that question reflects aContinue reading “The gift, share it.”