My Theatre of Dreams March 17

In the distance, the home of Manchester United, labelled by many the Theatre of Dreams. In the foreground, my own Theatre of Dreams, my Lynne.

The date, St Patrick’s Day 2013. 
The vintage, 68 years. 
It doesn’t come much tastier. We were strolling along the canal in Salford on our way to see the Dubliners. in the Lowrey centre, when we stopped for a photo call.

As an art student in Stockport in the 1960’s my queen had been with Salford artist LS Lowrey as he sketched the stick people that were to make him a national icon.

And do you know, her eyes still shine like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the land, and her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up in a black velvet band. 



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The song warns of giving your heart to a pretty young maid, for she may betray you and get you sentenced to a stretch in Van Dieman’s Land – Australia. I now have many family and friends living in Australia, once a place where British convicts were exported to. 


We spent the night in a nearby Holiday Inn, and had breakfast with a young Indonesian couple and a family of east Europeans, all dressed in Manchester United shirts. 

They were here to see their theatre of dreams. But I was delighted to have shared an evening and a bed with my own very important theatre of dreams, my very own Lynne. 

I can’t wait for next year, when she’ll be 69.  

Published by Rob

Now 70, I'm getting back into website development and brand protection, as well as showcasing the delightful artistic talents of my beautiful wife Lynne. My projection will encompass a lifetime of database marketing, as well as the Christian democratic socialist ideals of my wife and I.

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