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You are reading Page 59 of Bob's Blog/diary/dream/story/journey/novelistic memoir.

He is 86 years old and counting.

He is also very much aware that this blog is of no significance whatsoever -

at the time of writing!

Saturday 1st February 2025.

Dear Reader,

You will forgive this old and knackered Grandad for reminiscing. Also for getting over excited about his 'potentially game changing' idea. Also for sending increasingly bizarre emails to Professors of Engineering up and down the country. Also for failing to solve Nannie's useless left side problem. Also for imagining he can solve our energy problem. Also for coming up short on daily domestic tasks. Also for sailing too close to the wind on occasions. Also for failing to water the plants. Also for failing the eleven plus. Also for hiding a few cans of Guinness in the shed. There are a few other things but that'll do for now.

Thank you.

Bob.

Sunday 2nd February 2025.

I was watching 'All Creatures Great and Small' (don't watch much TV) and up pops James Herriot driving my old 1930's Morris Minor, my first car. I bought her for £25 in 1957. She had a few bolts missing in the universal joints, brakes that worked occasionally, a half a turn slop in the steering and doors that popped open when you went round corners but I loved her more than a Knickerbocker Glory!

Did you see the waxing crescent Moon and Venus this evening? There will be six planets visible during February. They call it a Planet Parade. Just thought I'd mention it in case you wish to watch and wonder.

Monday 3rd February 2025.

The motions of Oceans

Can be turned into power

The 'game changing' plan

Can be taught in an hour

No need to 'drill baby drill'

Use sun, wind or weir

Just stop what you're doing

And take a look HERE

Tuesday 4th February 2025.

Something else to forgive? Well, I thought I was being creative but obviously not. This old and knackered Grandad (OK Grandad) is now seeking test sites for his 'game changing' idea. He is seeking to demonstrate it between Westminster Bridge and Lambeth Bridge. He plans to power The Houses of Parliament for starters. Something not too ambitious then?

Wednefday 5th February 2025.

It's Wednefday 5th February at four 'o' clock in the afternoon and afterwardf at Great Fofterf today fo Happy Anniverfary to Tim and Julia. Nineteen ninety free. Firty two yearf already. Phew! Forry about that, itf my parotidectomy!

Friday 7th February 2025.

It's a happy birthday to Mick today, Mick was a neighbour and buddy of mine 70 years ago, he died around 30 years ago in Canada but I'd like to remember him. I never forget old buddie's birthdays. But I forgot what I had for breakfast this morning!

Saturday 8th February 2025.

Alexa - what is Horizontal Gravity? Gravity doesn't have a horizontal component

# Someday she'll know it's just not true

# Someday whenever the Spring breaks through

# Till then etc. etc. etc!

Sunday 9th February 2025.

It's a Happy Birthday to Nannie today although how she can be happy being half dead buggered if I know.

# Snappy birthday to you

# Flappy birthday to you

# Dappy birthday dear Nannie

# Nappie birthday to you

Monday 10th February 2025.

Dear Old Nannie did have a Happy Birthday after all despite her afflictions so that's great.

Meanwhile Old and Knackered Grandad was inventing yet another invention. This time it's for the visually impaired.

What you do if you get up a million times in the night and don't want to put the light on? Answer, Velcro a few short lengths of rope on the floor. It works better if you haven't got your slippers on. He calls it a MATSATNAV or a More Accurate Than Sat Nav. And if someone says 'don't be an eejit, it's a trip hazard' tell them to shut their eyes and try it. QED.

Tuesday 11th February 2025.

Old and Knackered Grandad finds constantly giving birth to 'amazing, revolutionary and game changing' ideas quite exhausting so he was thinking of taking a break from blogging, caring, thinking, eating and drinking.

However, something quite extraordinary has happened to turn him back into Young Dynamic Bob.

He has discovered Business Support Surrey who will be helping him with all aspects of building a Global Multi Trillion business. And if that wasn't enough Business Support Surrey are located at No 11, Cockshot Hill, Reigate. A place with multi trillion memories. A bit like Oxshott if you think about it. An omen No 8?

Wednesday 12th February 2025.

Being YDB (Young Dynamic Bob) once again he's highly frustrated (there is another expression!) that everybody else seems to be on a tea break, off sick or twiddling their thumbs. So, there is a danger of reverting to OK (Old and Knackered) Bob soon.

Thursday 13th February 2025.

It's 4am in the morning and Grandad is up with a cuppa' trying to solve another problem. Well, not his problem but Nannie's problem. After a lifetime of being a busy Beesley looking after babies, young people, old people, guinea pigs, rabbits, cats, dogs and plants. Doing the washing, shopping, cleaning, weeding, dusting, hoovering, ironing, cooking and caring, and not least coping with a restless, greedy Grumps. She now can do nothing. Nothing for nobody including herself. How would you feel and what would you do? Grumps is stumped so answers on a postcard please to Dynamic Bob's Yacht, Clean Sweep, Ocean in Motion.

Phil, Spike, Mike, Old Bob, Young Bob.

No comment!

Nurse Beesley with Jimmy and Jenny 1960.

Friday 14th February 2025. (Love you to The Moon and back.)

Mayday. Mayday. Mayday. This is yacht Clean Sweep. Are you receiving?. Over.'

Saturday 15th February 2025.

Yacht Clean Sweep. This is International Rescue. What's your problem? Over.

International Rescue. This is Yacht Clean Sweep. I'm in danger of sinking without trace. Over.

Yacht Clean Sweep. Sorry about that. Out.

Sunday 16th February 2025.

Dear Reader (There's only one and that's you GJ!)

Before I sink into the abyss I would like to tell you a bedtime story about my relationship with The Moon.

It's the summer of '57, in the days of black and white tele' and Phylosan Fortifies The Over Forties. I was 18 and in the middle of my apprenticeship with Cottage Laboratories, Cobham. (It's been bulldozed and is now The Cobham Free School.)

Allan Maclatchy (Mac') was also there (hope you and Judy are OK Mac') he lives near Ottawa and might be reading this. Anyway, he loved sailing and had a two man Albacore dinghy with a mains'l and a jib. One fine day (instead of work!) he wanted someone to hang on to the jib. He kept it in Dell Quay Marina, Chichester Harbour. Getting cold and wet was not my idea of fun at the time but little did I know that 50 years later I would be doing the same thing.

Anyway I survived a couple of trips, he then sold it and bought an old clinker built converted lifeboat which weighed a couple of tons, it had a head, a few bunks and a pot belly stove He also kept it in the mud at Dell Quay.

One weekend he ran it aground in the mud off Thorney Island and asked me to help him re-float it on the next spring tide which was on a Saturday around midnight. Mac, Cliff and I trudged out over the waste deep mud at low tide, climbed aboard and waited for high tide.

In a howling gale we managed to unstick it and motored back to Emsworth, Mac' asked me to jump onto the pontoon and make fast the bow line. I jumped onto the quay but like a plonker I forgot to take the bow line. He threw me the bow line and like a plonker I tried to hold a couple of tons of boat against the tide. The force in the line was caused by Horizontal Gravity from The Moon. Luckily lightening actions saved the day, I tripped over a bollard in the dark and managed to make fast. Ever since that day (night) I've been trying to harness that force.

I could go on but you've probably gone to sleep by now.

Sweet dreams,

Bob.

PS Yesterday I bought www.horizontalgravityenergy.co.uk for £0.00 for the first year!

Mac' aboard his Albacore dinghy taken by Bob Dell Quay 1957

Mac' and Judy aboard their converted Lifeboat

Dell Quay c1958.

Monday 17th February 2025.

Quite pleased with myself today. Pruned the 50-year-old Bramley apple tree planted by my father with his father's long handled pruner. It's probably at least 100 years old but still does the job. A bit like me really!

Tuesday 18th February 2025.

Did a lot of dreaming today. Dreaming about my sailing days and my flying days. Sorry about that. Between you and me I was never very confident flying planes and sailing boats but pleased I did it. Now I feel very confident but very incapable. Sorry about that. I can teach you how to do a bolin (or a bowline) if you like, that's the one where the rabbit comes out of the hole around the tree and back down the hole again. Simples. The best way to teach it is to stand behind you and put my arms round your waist. Sorry about that!

Wednesday 19th February 2025.

Sad day today, just discovered that my old sailing buddy Allan 'Mac' Maclatchy died a couple of years ago. I used to visit his home in Rhodrons Avenue, Chessington often. I remember his dear old Mum, sister Jean and her husband Paddy with great affection. Condolences to Judy and all the family in Canada.

Thursday 20th February 2025.

From virtually nothing

For months comes something

For a week and a day

Quite amazing GJ

Friday 21st February 2025.

I hate TEAMS meetings

But the sun is high in the sky

In my back garden

So no need for bleetings

Trust it is high in the sky

At yours in Rye

Saturday 22nd February 2025.

THOUGHTS FOR SALE

Being ancient incapable and dependent

Can mean despair

So why not stop me and buy some?

You can buy those that inspire from a dream 🤪

Or those that are depressing and mean 😞

So buy some not of where you are going

But those of where you have been

This old blogger has decided he is odd. He writes odd stories. Dreams up odd ideas that nobody takes any notice of. A birthday made up of odd numbers. Always lived in houses with odd numbers. An odd number of wives so there is a better than even chance that he is odd don't you think?

Sunday 23rd February 2025.

Getting a bit suspicious about Crossroads Care, Surrey. We were 'assessed' last week, they wanted to know every detail including the newly installed key safe code, not heard a dicky bird. So, if we are burgled or murdered in our beds you know who to blame. I'll probably change the code if they don't respond.

Had a respite drive to Oxshott yesterday, gave The Oxshott Village Sign plaques a clean, they're looking good as new. It's surrounded by crocuses (or is it croci?), definitely worth a visit.

Monday 24th February 2025.

Apologies to the Nottingham Knocker who came to the door yesterday lunchtime with a machine gun full of verbal diarrhoea and a rucksack full of 'stuff' on his back. I wasn't in a receptive mood. But I might be when I'm doing the spring cleaning. I used to do the same thing with fire extinguishers! A fellow salesman used to sprinkle some lighter fuel on the lawn, set fire to it and put it out as a demo. Anything for a sale!

Tuesday 25th February 2025.

Instead of trying to save the world I tried to mend the toilet yesterday. Done it plenty of times before. Ended up with bits and pieces all over the place and a flood. Should have stuck to trying to save the world. Plumbers coming today.

Sorry about the scrolling, still trying to save pages. Sent my 'game changing' idea to The International Energy Agency in Paris yesterday. It's called perseverance or banging your head up against a brick wall!

Wednesday 26th February 2025.

If I'm awake at 12.45 pm I like to listen to 'Sailing By' just before the shipping forecast. Last night I caught the end of a chat about The Planet Parade going on at the moment. One guy suggested that we are all made from atoms of stardust and will return to atoms of stardust. Just a another thought that I bought. I then dreamt about you showing me around your precipitous garden after the dance, thanks. If you do nothing else today you have to click on the link above, it's a waltz!

And if painting is your passion then you have to click HERE as well! Thanks Cliff.

Thursday 27th February 2025.

Over the years when the children, Bob or the dog stepped out of line Nannie delivered 'a chicken'. Yesterday Grandad received 'a chicken'. Or two!

Friday 28th February 2025.

This is the last post of the month but hopefully not the Last Post! So, I'd like to thank my daily (or nightly) readers Mrs G and C n' B for persevering. Much appreciated. Hopefully there will be something interesting to report during March. It may be a dream come true, or maybe even two dreams come true! Or it could be a trip to The Moon on a rainbow! Or on Gossamer wings even? Just one of those things. Just one of those crazy things.