Apr 13

Written by: Rodney Joyce
13/04/2006

When I arrived in England as a young immigrant on the shores of this great country, I realised that time and alcohol had addled my brain, and I was battling to recall some of memories of my yoof (I've noticed my speling is taking a knock now too).

Hence I decided to write a book called "Mein Anderken", which tightly translated means "My Memories" in German, the relevance which I cannot explain.

My grandiose plan was to document a few of my more memorable memories, especially ones which I shared with my good mates, if only to provide some conversation around the camp fire (you every seen a straight fire?). Of course, like most of my ventures, I lost interest after the fun bit (the idea) and left the book half written (well 1/50th).

The other day I was reading a blog on this here web and it occured to me how the shifting nature of transmittable medium has morphed in the digital age - I can now publish my book online, and no one can stop me - baaahhwhhhwhhaaawhhwww...

Anyway - I've cut a few bits of it out and pasted them here - they're more for my benefit to bring back a smile as I remincis (that is so hard to spell!) about the good old glory days of the Rod. Those of you who were there might also allow yourself a small smile (think "The Rodney Grimace") as you are deported back in time.

They are unedited and unreviewed and a bit dodgy really. The opinions expressed are my own only and I have left comments in so that you can chip in where you feel neccessary. If it is popular I will add some more and maybe even pick up the keyboard one day and continue writing...

To view them, have a look under the "Arb" menu on the left!

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