I decided to use my time during the current lock down constructively and to write the book I have been thinking about but never seem to have had the time to write, unfortunately at the speed I write we need to be locked down for far longer than I would like.
The story is set just after the war and I was doing some research on rationing when I came across this picture from the IWM of people queuing patiently outside a greengrocers in Wood Green in 1945 when I noticed the lady with the hat behind the fellow with the fag in his mouth bore a remarkable resemblance to my grandmother, I wonder if it was her?
During our current crisis I have heard some dreadful stories of people fighting and pushing older folk to the floor in an attempt to get to toilet paper and the like and am hoping that perhaps this photo may serve as an example of how to do things properly and to those of the community who have been behaving in such an ill mannered fashion I say, you should be ashamed of yourselves.
About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin
I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work due to losing my agent when I became a full time carer to my mother who had dementia. and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent.
Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work.
I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise.
I spent many years looking after my aged mother and shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013.
My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie.
I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on Amazon.co.uk and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes.
I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage.
My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.
I have written a number of different books all available on Amazon, so don't be shy should you feel the urge to purchase. https://www.amazon.co.uk/Mr-Joe-Wells/e/B06XKWFQHT/ref=dp_byline_cont_book_1
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offenders should be named and shamed Joe. They make me sick.
Yes, it’s not what you’d call cricket as they say!
Hear, hear! We have seen this disgusting behavior on our side of the pond as well. Although, when we went shopping this morning, the grocery was forcing people to queue, only letting a certain number in at one time and sending them to one of two general areas, and limiting purchases of certain items eg flour.
It was all very civilized and perhaps a model for how to behave even after the current crisis subsides, which it will one way or another.
Great Britain used to be renowned for its ability to form a queue rather than the continental style melee which one finds in Europe, which I think was a legacy from the war when people would join a queue without even knowing what they were queuing for!