25 Years Too Late...

25 Years Too Late...

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ROBERT WHO DID MATT MURDOCK CHRONICLES

Hi Robert - trying to get hold of you and failing.

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Wednesday, 23 August 1989

Double Bill

LATE

‘The Man With The Golden Gun’ – Lulu


And it was brilliant.

Well recommended, Mr Elbow.



Brilliant, Bond.  Brilliant.


[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]


Next time: ‘Holiday to the Lakes…’

Tuesday, 22 August 1989

Love Beyond Measure

11.30pm

‘Don’t Get Caught’ – Crass

SHAIG


the love I have is Macker

Doctor
BAG

And so, to Bowness-On-Windermere we shall be going.  On Thursday morning.  I am excited, but also sad that we shall not be beside the sea.



I saw Mother and Chip at Vi’s today.  I love them both greatly.  Chip is my beloved brother, and I love him beyond all measure.

Tomorrow, I shall see Jack and his father, Paul Jones, and then, on to Flash’s.

TOMORROW…
fuck
off…




[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]


Next time: ‘Double-Bill…’

Monday, 21 August 1989

A Change of Plans

LATE

‘Nagasaki Is Yesterday’s Dogend’ – Crass

In conference with my compatriots, it has been decided that Arran might well turn out to be a little too expensive for us poor types.  And so, it seems we may now go off to the Lake District.  Perhaps.  We have yet to find new solutions and stick with them.  But I am looking forward to getting away now, and I am genuinely glad Raquel’s coming.  As long as we can all get along well.  And keep it up for a week or so…



I feel strange.

I feel morbid in all honesty.

I feel as if I want to experience a death.  Yes, it’s creepy, but I want to know what it feels like to feel that loss; to have known someone and then be apart from them for a while, only to return to where they should be, in later life, and discover that they have died in my absence.  It feels perverse to want this, and even more perverse to suspect that this might be one of the most extreme and ultimate ‘feelings’ one could ever experience.  I wonder what it feels like.  Is it a numbness or a stimulation?  Is there even a sexual side-effect in a need to pro-create or something?  I have no idea.  Dark, painful emotions often seem to have a certain … ‘enjoyability’ to them.  I know from my own self-torturing depression in early 1987 that there’s something perversely pleasurable…

God, what the fuck am I on about?

I would HATE the death of a close friend or relative.  I love them all.  I do.  It might sound crass, but it’s true – I love them all.

THE PLOT THICKENS…


[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]


Next time: ‘Love beyond measure…’

Sunday, 20 August 1989

A Big Disappointment

LATE IN THE EVENING…

‘Touch Me’ – The Doors

I spent most of today at my Dad’s house.

But, all beautifully-crafted things are shattered in time, and now, due to work commitments, Natalia Wnek will not be accompanying us on holiday.  And I feel very heavy at heart because of this.  It will not be the same and I really needed her to be there.  She said it would be the same without her, and that she’s quite sure that her being there or not will have no impact on the success or otherwise of the holiday.

But now we will never know each other.



I was close to tears when she broke the news.  I feel no better now.  I find myself yearning for her to be with us.  Why isn’t she going to be with us?  Why? 

Oh, I know why, I’m just being a big baby.  It’s work.  And all that.  But there will be an emptiness in my heart this holiday, Nat.  An emptiness that I’ll feel for a long time.  Especially when you move to Essex in September.  Oh, you vicious cow, why did you have to hurt me like this?

Farewell.


[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]


Next time: ‘A change of plans…’

Saturday, 19 August 1989

Adventures In A Yorkshire Landscape

‘World of Difference’ – Clannad

I spent time with Flash today, and it was rather amusing when he walked into a bollard.

I spent the rest of the day at my Dad’s house, where I’m staying tonight.

Thank you, Jon and Annie.


[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]


Next time: ‘A big disappointment…’

Friday, 18 August 1989

A Visit from Elbow

1.30pm

So here I am.  Again.  And ‘Har-har!’ and all that biznez.  Peopleatapartyplayingpoker (or: ‘Plllllllllpppppt!’)

Later:

LATER ON.

It’s about 11.55pm.

‘Don’t Tell Me You Care’ – Crass

Sorry, I got cut off earlier.

Today, Elbow came here to my Gran’s at Queen’s Park Drive (he only lives round the corner, ish).

  
We talked a great deal, then set off to Flash’s and watched episodes of THE TWILIGHT ZONE and DOCTOR WHO.  Later, we were totally conned at the video shop when we took out a ‘porno’ video.  It was crap: four pairs of tits and not a nude scene in sight.  Crap!

I’d better start getting ready for my holiday.

It’s funny, but I fancy listening to some of that early Mission stuff right now.  That really appeals.

I SHOULD SLEEP.


[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]


Next time: ‘Adventures In A Yorkshire Landscape…’

Thursday, 17 August 1989

Another Potted History of Winterfood

‘Dance of Knights’ – Prokofiev

Today, I finally met Flash’s friend Elbow (Elliott Barlow) in the flesh.  And a nice cheeky, chirpy chappie he really is!  I really like him. 

Well, we all went to Wakefield, got conned in WIMPY, met Raquel and then watched BATMAN again. 


It was STILL good, but I don’t want to see it again for years or I’ll go off it, as one invariably does with this sort of thing.

Anyway, Raquel was ace and Elbow was ace and we all drank a cup of tea on the way to, in, and from the shop down Flash’s road.

At about 6.30pm, Paul (my first step-dad) collected me and I spent time with him and Jack at Paul’s flat in Pontefract, talking of many things and listening to Prokofiev and Fleetwood Mac.  He’s doing well career-wise, playing in the clubs.  It was good to see him.

Paul and I had a few lagers and he mentioned his lover, circa 1980-1984, Suzanne, who we were all rather fond of.  Apart from the fact that I had a pubescent crush on her, she was a very lovely woman.  Anyway, for ages she was living as a nurse in Saudi Arabia.  The latest is that she’s met a bloke and now lives in the UK again, but will soon be moving to Africa.  She and Paul are no longer in touch, though.  Sad, really. 

Later:

My No.1: ‘Hey DJ / I Can’t Dance To That Music’ by Beatmasters and Betty Boo

I realise I’ve been recording a diary for so long that you may not even remember who Paul is. 

Here’s another quick, sketchy update on my complicated life as a child…

My parents are Betty Pritchard and Jon Winterfood.  They met in the mid- to late-sixties in Pontefract, West Yorkshire, where they both lived.  After a while together, they found themselves expecting a child – me.  They married in late 1969 and I was born in June 1970.


Sadly, when I was about two-and-a-half years old, they split up and got divorced.  Betty got custody of me and I didn’t see my Dad again till I was about eight.

After about six months of living with various friends or relatives, Betty and I finally moved to Rossington, Doncaster.  We lived here with Paul Jones, an old friend of Betty and Jon’s, who became Betty’s next husband.  They were married in 1974, and in July of that year, my brother Jack Jones was born.  To maintain family uniformity, my surname was unofficially changed to Jones (which would continue until about 1985).  I started school in Rossington and disliked it.  In 1976, Paul left his job as a miner (he’d been a nurse before that) to become a policeman.


  
We left Rossington and moved into a nice police house in a pretty bit of villagey countryside just outside Wakefield, called Nostall.  Over these years, I grew well acquainted with Paul’s mother (Jack’s grandmother) and came to know her as Grandma.

Living in Nostall was fun.  After an early life which I look back on as quite depressing and full of fear and worry, moving to Nostall was idyllic and much … richer.  It always seemed sunny.  I had a lot of friends and lots of magical and wonderful places to go out and play.  I even had my first (pre-pubescent) sexual encounters there.  I think I established my TV sci-fi fan thing here.  To be fair, it kind of emerged in Rossington, where I fell in love with Doctor Who and Planet of the Apes, but it was full-on when I lived in Nostall – and it was from here that I first came across Star Wars, which was a huge thing for me for the next five years or so.



Y’know, I suppose I became a ‘thespian’ in Nostall too, when I played Andy Pandy in a school production.  Okay, so I’d played a tiger or something at Sunday School in Doncaster, but this was my first proper outing – no lines, but a lot of skipping and dancing about on stage (and through the auditorium, where ‘Teddy’ and I made our entrance from behind the viewers).

‘Gotcha’ – Crass

But by the middle of 1978, Betty had realised she didn’t love Paul.  She’d been working at Wakefield Theatre Club and had met bar steward George Baker.  They fell in love, had an affair; Paul found out, there was a fight and he hit Betty and that was that.  In quite a whirlwind, we left Nostall and were suddenly living with Betty’s sister Vi, her boyfriend Brian, and her three kids in Pontefract again.

Just before we left Nostall, I’d been able to re-connect with my Dad’s parents, my Gran and Granddad Winterfood and his sister, Louise, who I adored (and still do).  This carried on over into the period in which we lived with Vi (one of the unhappiest of my life, I’m sad to say).  I began to see my Dad again and his ‘new’ wife, the lovely and beautiful Annie (they’d got married in 1975).  I’ve been able to see the Winterfood side of my family ever since and it’s been an emotional lifeline for me over the last 11 years.

After the time at Vi’s, during which I used to have sex – very willingly – with the babysitter, Cheryl, Betty, Jack and I moved in with George into a house in Pontefract.  Like Paul, George was a great surrogate father and a wonderfully nurturing and loving influence on my life and ideas.  We also had Cheryl babysitting us here, which I always looked forward to.     

After a short time, Betty and George were married and we moved to Leeds where they took over the running of a Sports and Social Club for the employees of St James’ (‘Jimmy’s’) hospital.  Leeds was great – a very new kind of life, quite urban – and we got a dog, Sam, to go with the cat we’d got in Nostall (Sooty).  Every Sunday, Jack and I would go out with Paul and I also saw a great deal of my Winterfood family.



After a couple of years we moved back to Pontefract where Betty and George ran a pub, and then wrenched ourselves out of Yorkshire in 1983 to move to the Fenland border of Norfolk and Cambridgeshire.  In 1985, Betty left George for Freddie Dale, which is pretty much where this diary begins properly.

I still see all my dads and love them all a great deal.

ANYWAY.


[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]

Elton Townend Jones plays Ritcherd Winterfood in the above photographs (not including the Joker), copyright Elton Townend Jones.


Next time: ‘A visit from Elbow…’

Wednesday, 16 August 1989

Hellraiser

‘How Does It Feel?’ – Crass

I’m here and I ache.

I just had to check what day it was.  It’s Wednesday, but I guess you already know that.

I also had to check what date it was.  I didn’t know.  But as you can see, it turns out to be the 16th.

I’m so lazy.  I’ve done nothing constructive all the time I’ve been up here, and it feels bad.  But by the same token, it feels damned good.

Later:

‘Toy Soldiers’ – Martika

Today, I am at Gran Pritchard’s, helping them babysit Chip.

My plans for the forthcoming week, include seeing more of Flash, going to see BATMAN again, spending time with Paul + Jack, going to my Dad’s for dinner, shopping and then, eventually, going on holiday.

Later:

‘You’re Already Dead’ – Crass

So I saw Flash again, didn’t I? 

And we wrote some more of our script, ‘Sleep’, and it was good.

And we watched HELLRAISER and it was good.



Later:

‘My First Night Without You’ – Cyndi Lauper

I have also seen Flash’s latest letter from Manda Jones, and it was lovely.  I was always fond of Manda and I miss her a great deal.  I have her address, mind.  I feel pretty determined that I should write to her one day.  I really should.  Maybe it would be good therapy.  Have I said that before?  I don’t care if I have or I haven’t.  Sod it.  I’ve loved you, Manda, that’s all I’d probably want to tell you anyway.

Oh, Flash, thank you for pointing out that Imogen Stubbs is in ERIK THE VIKING.  Now you mention it, it does mean a lot to me. 

Where is Eddie Moses these days?  Flash and I miss him.  It’s rumoured he’s living in Wakefield with his girlfriend, or something.  My, how we drift.  Like ashes on the wind.


[Images subject to control of individual Copyright Holders including works originated by Elton Townend Jones, but excluding any images or design attributed to ‘The Situation’ which are copyright of The Situation (see specific acknowledgements in the ‘Thanks to…’section below) / ‘Berwin Groomstool’ is an iteration of the Situation character ‘William Whicker’ and falls under joint copyright of Elton Townend Jones and Waen Shepherd / Based on true events and designed as a study of parochial British cultural and emotional life in the late 20th century, this blog is a work of fiction – cultural icons excluded, all characters and incidents featured are entirely fictional / This blog is non-profit; all video clips are used for illustrative purposes and almost always come from YouTube / No copyright infringement is intended – just trying to get things into context. Never forget: no man is an island. If you think anything I’ve used is damaging you in any way, please comment and immediate action will be taken to minimise offence / This notice was amended on 1 July 2012 and is intended to cover this and all posts on www.25yearstoolate.blogspot.com that precede it]


Next time: ‘Another Potted History of Winterfood…’