So that's Frank McCourt dead. I've banged on about his books before, so I'll not bore you again. I'll just say I loved Angela's Ashes but loved Tis even more. Rather tackily I'd call it inspiring. . well, it made me think anyway.
I'd have loved to have met him.
And it's been forty years since 'we' went to the Moon. A friend has recorded some of the telly stuff for me so I'll look forward to seeing that lot. I was around when it went on but don't remember it. But it's fantastic any any conspiratorial type better not start telling me we didn't go when I'm outside of eight pints and a bottle of iron-bru on a Saturday night in Toxteth!
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