Book Description
Life was difficult for a young boy growing up in the South Wales Valleys, in the 1920's. The future of anyone at that time, lead in one way or another, to mining. Working away the daylight hours in a musky, dank hole in the ground was not all it was crack up to be. It was much worse than today’s generation could ever imagine, especially when someone managed to slip the miners laxative chocolate. The reaction that an aeroplane instilled in people, when it flew over the valleys for the first time, made me want to join the Air Force. A boy could only dream of what the future held in store, but fate had different adventures set aside for me. I travelled around the valleys with a band, playing at social evenings and not just for the notoriety. Music would remain a constant through my life, no wonder I'm a Disk Jockey at the age of 76. I play anything from Strauss to Six Inch Nails, which give me the reputation of being able to play any type of venue.