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as the title be it a family member sporting hero whoever .. mines my grandad spoke to my brother about it not long back our old man never had much to do with us he was either working away or in the pub --praise was never high on his agenda -- i think our grandad saw this and stepped in with good sound advice we`ve both done alright for ourselfs due to our grandad he seemed to know everything -- he could turn a quid into 200 in a few days . knew everything about animals , gave us good advice on pensions -and money .. very rarely would he say i dont know lad but you knew he would`nt talk bollox for the sake of it .. he was a good old fella ... :thumbs: another one in a differant way was a teacher called palmer he was an arsehole of the highest order i vowed never to be like him :D

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Id say the biggest influence over me was probably my old boxing manager......he saw good in me where nobody else did and left a lasting impression on me in my understanding of competetive spirit and d

Well apart from obviously my Mum and Dad who i think brought me up really well then the next biggest figure in my life would be my Grandad on my Mums side. He's the one that got me interested in the

My dirty old uncle.he was a rubbish ventriloquist.he used to stickis fingers up my arse and ask me to say nothing.

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I used to think it was my Granddad and in many ways it is, he always seemed to have the time and patience to teach and I learned a lot BUT not until I lost my Dad did I realise just how much he influenced my life and how much I really am a product of him. In so many things I do, the way I go about things every day, I notice it more when working on the house or garden, right down to a little tune I may hum, without knowing it, as I do stuff....

 

 

Then there was that barmaid... Me at the tender age of 16, when I thought I knew it all... I really found out I didn't... Boy did she make a man of me...!! :D

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My grandad... RIP. He fought in WW2, was a builder by trade and a very keen gardener, grew all his own veg for many years.

Influenced me greatly as i learnt at a young age it was possible to be self sufficient or at least partly self sufficient

 

My mother... Never has there been a women so good at making a small bit of money go far... If i hadnt had it drilled into me never to borrow money, never to owe anyone i would most likely be morgaged up to the hilt like everyone else and be in dept up to my eyeballs, she also put the money together for holidays to africa/greece amongst other places nearly every year even tjough we lived in virtual poverty so i got to experience a great deal at a very young age... My dad is also a massive influence he is ex army, has worked with lions out in africa, he fought against the mau mau and has taught me a great deal... I can possibly blame my interest in food to him... He encouraged me to try a lot of exotic foods when i was young.

 

My brother in law... Cultivated my interest in hunting when all i had was a ferret and a pet russel, amused the hell out of him that a girl... And an english one at that was so keen especially since my upbringing was with show dogs, rescue dogs and amongst folk who were predominantly anti hunting.

 

My neighbour.. Mick higgins... RIP he helped me out with grazing for the pony i rescued in exchange for a bit of company and help around his land, he was 79 and still did everything the old way, the only technology he had was an electric kettle and he taufht me many old country ways from setting snares to breaking a donkey to cart to using a scythe to grafting apple tree branches onto other trees and he did try to teach me how to catch eels with a piece of wool and some worms

 

Another neighbour p.j donnelen... Last of the old dodges.. Taught me everything has a value... Had me out riding part broken horses so he could sell them as quiet riding horses at fairs, i often jumped up bareback onto an animal with only his word for it that it was broken lol... He taught me how to bullshit lmao he had me selling all kinds of livestock from chickens to goats to horses... turned me into a bit of a horse dealer

 

Charles hanley... Thanks to him i can handle any horse... He threw me in the deep end when i barely knew one end of a horse from the other.. Put me in with sports horse stallions and i had to learn very fast how to handle them or id have got badly hurt

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In no particular order...

 

My grandad... RIP. He fought in WW2, was a builder by trade and a very keen gardener, grew all his own veg for many years.

Influenced me greatly as i learnt at a young age it was possible to be self sufficient or at least partly self sufficient

 

My mother... Never has there been a women so good at making a small bit of money go far... If i hadnt had it drilled into me never to borrow money, never to owe anyone i would most likely be morgaged up to the hilt like everyone else and be in dept up to my eyeballs, she also put the money together for holidays to africa/greece amongst other places nearly every year even tjough we lived in virtual poverty so i got to experience a great deal at a very young age... My dad is also a massive influence he is ex army, has worked with lions out in africa, he fought against the mau mau and has taught me a great deal... I can possibly blame my interest in food to him... He encouraged me to try a lot of exotic foods when i was young.

 

My brother in law... Cultivated my interest in hunting when all i had was a ferret and a pet russel, amused the hell out of him that a girl... And an english one at that was so keen especially since my upbringing was with show dogs, rescue dogs and amongst folk who were predominantly anti hunting.

 

My neighbour.. Mick higgins... RIP he helped me out with grazing for the pony i rescued in exchange for a bit of company and help around his land, he was 79 and still did everything the old way, the only technology he had was an electric kettle and he taufht me many old country ways from setting snares to breaking a donkey to cart to using a scythe to grafting apple tree branches onto other trees and he did try to teach me how to catch eels with a piece of wool and some worms

 

Another neighbour p.j donnelen... Last of the old dodges.. Taught me everything has a value... Had me out riding part broken horses so he could sell them as quiet riding horses at fairs, i often jumped up bareback onto an animal with only his word for it that it was broken lol... He taught me how to bullshit lmao he had me selling all kinds of livestock from chickens to goats to horses... turned me into a bit of a horse dealer

 

Charles hanley... Thanks to him i can handle any horse... He threw me in the deep end when i barely knew one end of a horse from the other.. Put me in with sports horse stallions and i had to learn very fast how to handle them or id have got badly hurt

Jeezo gem, that's like an Oscar speech :laugh: good post :thumbs:

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In no particular order...

My grandad... RIP. He fought in WW2, was a builder by trade and a very keen gardener, grew all his own veg for many years.

Influenced me greatly as i learnt at a young age it was possible to be self sufficient or at least partly self sufficient

My mother... Never has there been a women so good at making a small bit of money go far... If i hadnt had it drilled into me never to borrow money, never to owe anyone i would most likely be morgaged up to the hilt like everyone else and be in dept up to my eyeballs, she also put the money together for holidays to africa/greece amongst other places nearly every year even tjough we lived in virtual poverty so i got to experience a great deal at a very young age... My dad is also a massive influence he is ex army, has worked with lions out in africa, he fought against the mau mau and has taught me a great deal... I can possibly blame my interest in food to him... He encouraged me to try a lot of exotic foods when i was young.

My brother in law... Cultivated my interest in hunting when all i had was a ferret and a pet russel, amused the hell out of him that a girl... And an english one at that was so keen especially since my upbringing was with show dogs, rescue dogs and amongst folk who were predominantly anti hunting.

My neighbour.. Mick higgins... RIP he helped me out with grazing for the pony i rescued in exchange for a bit of company and help around his land, he was 79 and still did everything the old way, the only technology he had was an electric kettle and he taufht me many old country ways from setting snares to breaking a donkey to cart to using a scythe to grafting apple tree branches onto other trees and he did try to teach me how to catch eels with a piece of wool and some worms

Another neighbour p.j donnelen... Last of the old dodges.. Taught me everything has a value... Had me out riding part broken horses so he could sell them as quiet riding horses at fairs, i often jumped up bareback onto an animal with only his word for it that it was broken lol... He taught me how to bullshit lmao he had me selling all kinds of livestock from chickens to goats to horses... turned me into a bit of a horse dealer

Charles hanley... Thanks to him i can handle any horse... He threw me in the deep end when i barely knew one end of a horse from the other.. Put me in with sports horse stallions and i had to learn very fast how to handle them or id have got badly hurt

Jeezo gem, that's like an Oscar speech :laugh: good post :thumbs:

Thats the short version baw :laugh: but if it wasnt for me moving to ireland when i did id probably be a homeless alcoholic by now.

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My father! I can remember him picking me up from primary school in his old transit van and there'd be a hare in the footwell lol. Or him carrying me across deep plough to watch his bitch course. Also the first time I went digging I was only 8 and it was on the railway bank at our local station, Haha different days then ! Or him showing me how to feed and condition his gamefowl properly . Yep a massive influence on my life !!

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In no particular order...

My grandad... RIP. He fought in WW2, was a builder by trade and a very keen gardener, grew all his own veg for many years.

Influenced me greatly as i learnt at a young age it was possible to be self sufficient or at least partly self sufficient

My mother... Never has there been a women so good at making a small bit of money go far... If i hadnt had it drilled into me never to borrow money, never to owe anyone i would most likely be morgaged up to the hilt like everyone else and be in dept up to my eyeballs, she also put the money together for holidays to africa/greece amongst other places nearly every year even tjough we lived in virtual poverty so i got to experience a great deal at a very young age... My dad is also a massive influence he is ex army, has worked with lions out in africa, he fought against the mau mau and has taught me a great deal... I can possibly blame my interest in food to him... He encouraged me to try a lot of exotic foods when i was young.

My brother in law... Cultivated my interest in hunting when all i had was a ferret and a pet russel, amused the hell out of him that a girl... And an english one at that was so keen especially since my upbringing was with show dogs, rescue dogs and amongst folk who were predominantly anti hunting.

My neighbour.. Mick higgins... RIP he helped me out with grazing for the pony i rescued in exchange for a bit of company and help around his land, he was 79 and still did everything the old way, the only technology he had was an electric kettle and he taufht me many old country ways from setting snares to breaking a donkey to cart to using a scythe to grafting apple tree branches onto other trees and he did try to teach me how to catch eels with a piece of wool and some worms

Another neighbour p.j donnelen... Last of the old dodges.. Taught me everything has a value... Had me out riding part broken horses so he could sell them as quiet riding horses at fairs, i often jumped up bareback onto an animal with only his word for it that it was broken lol... He taught me how to bullshit lmao he had me selling all kinds of livestock from chickens to goats to horses... turned me into a bit of a horse dealer

Charles hanley... Thanks to him i can handle any horse... He threw me in the deep end when i barely knew one end of a horse from the other.. Put me in with sports horse stallions and i had to learn very fast how to handle them or id have got badly hurt

Jeezo gem, that's like an Oscar speech :laugh: good post :thumbs:
Thats the short version baw :laugh: but if it wasnt for me moving to ireland when i did id probably be a homeless alcoholic by now.

You must be the only person who goes to Ireland to get away from alcohol :laugh:

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For me it was my parents, both worked hard to provide for us and to give us a good start in life. It's only now that I am a parent myself and see all the work that goes into children that I relaise what an ungrateful f****r I was.

 

Carragh, its not often you hear people say that Ireland saved them from the drink, normally its the other way around, lol.

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My grandad, he died when I was two, was an RSM at the start of WW2, was at Dunkirk, North Africa, Italy, D-Day and God knows were else. Mum used to tell me about him, one time in Italy they were being straffed by the Luftwaffe and a young lad next to him said "am I gonna be alright Bill", he said "your gonna be alright lad", he turned around and the young lad was dissembowled. He said that in war if you werent frightened you were either insane or a bloody liar. As a senior NCO with the royal horse artillery he grabbed a whip off one of the "gentlemen" and told him that the whip would be used on him if he kept on hitting the horse in the way he was. He met my nan in Bishops Waltham, hampshire as she was in domestic service and came from near epping forrest, she used to tell u that she would lead any bull but a field of cows, well you never know. She also said that trees talked and talked about wild boar in the forrest, a real old school country girl. She raised her children in a southern military town that was regularly bombed whislt grandad was at war :) RIP nan and grandad and thanks for everything :)

 

My mum and dad.Cant put this one into words, through all the ups but mainly downs, my rocks. Kept me sane and keep me sober! Thanks mum and dad :)

 

All the dogs ive ever had, saved me from myself and because of them have never been truely alone, wherever I was. Thanks Lady, Isis, Danny, Dennis, Paddy, Kirsty, Sophie, Dandy, Tigger, Magnus and Jojo :)

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