Walks and Thoughts

of Michael Simes

An old Man's Tale:

Shelf

Brighouse

West Vale

Clay House

Ripponden

Cragg Vale

Todmorden

Heptonstall

Pecket Well

Luddenden Dean

Jerusalem Farm

Catherine Slack

Stone Chair

It's Just Like Home:

Hong Kong

Auckland

Rotarua

Napier

Picton

Marlborough Sounds

Kaikoura

Milford Sound

Sydney

Manly

Blue Mountains

Northern Beaches

Thailand

A City Of Revolution:

Paris

Versailles

Sacré-Cœur

Notre Dame

Why Walks And Thoughts?


About me - Michael Simes


I have become an aspiring scribe writing myself into immortality . Searching to contribute towards the aged and infirm stretching their sinews and spirit. A sort of divine imperative to get up and walk and engage your head with the world. Currently I am studying the political economy of the elderly and the ageing process.

My Background
I shared the birth pangs with the National Health Service in 1948. Born and bred into a Yorkshire working class community . We became the baby boomers generation with spreading welfare, rising living standards, expanding life spans and travel with the common people.

School experienced as alienating and brutal as we rubbed against the strait jacket and austerity of the old world. Flogged into rebellion and recalcitrance I never read a book until I was 21. An avid reader of cereal packets and sauce bottles. Later to stockpile post-graduate qualifications in social work, teaching and management.

Occupations foundered in textiles, construction, catering, transport and leisure industries. A phase slipping into the lumpen-proletariat with a vision only of sedition.

For a quarter of a century I discovered a niche in forensic mental health working with murderers, sex offenders, arsonists and psychopaths. My reward was a bronze plated pension sufficient to keep the wolves at bay. Now I can be devoted to reading, writing, rambling and circumventing the globe with my intimate mate Carolyn, and our three delightful children.