My Memoirs

Is that a Chair Growing out of your Arse Dad? was phrase often levelled at me, by my daughter whilst I toiled away, day after day night after night, attempting to write my memoirs in time for her wedding in September 2008. I thought it would make a nice little keepsake for her and hopefully anymore 'little Sheils's' that her marriage would spurn, unfortunately I never did complete them, but I have made a start and hopefully there is a few more years in me yet, so when the mood takes my intention is to continuing adding to the memoirs. I have published the following chapters for your enjoyment. I am not a writer and have written the events as I recalled them, I accept there may be inacuracies but it is just my recollection of life growing up in the sixties, seventies, and eighties. My memoirs do contain STRONG LANGUAGE as i felt it necessary to articulate the memoirs and truly reflect my recollections and feelings as I recalled them. Hope you enjoy.