Fats Domino - Walking to New Orleans/Blueberry Hill

OLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB

The Isle of Trees!

Where it all happened!

 

FATS DOMINO - Walking to New Orleans (1960)

Of Course I had heard of Fats, but I did not know too much about him. A friend in the early seventies raved about him and he was playing at the Hammersmith Odeon so I decided to go. He was amazing, he just blew me away. First thing on Monday morning I bought a Greatest Hits compilation. I was hooked. I was especially knocked out by Walking In New Orleans but there were many other brilliant songs on the album.

I had just bought a new light blue denim jacket with matching jeans and I really thought I was it, rather cool!. Got some pics somewhere, which I must look out. I hate to think!

Oh !God the demin!

I remember it well, it was the time I drove up to Inverness from London with Old Ma, her Mother and her friend Marie-Noelle, we all drove up in my little Mini. How in the 'ell did we manage that. All these people and luggage in a small car. The things you did when you were young.

It was a great trip.  My dad took us out for some trips to visit some great sights in the North of Scotland. I remember one place in particular, it was called the 'Isle of Trees'. It was kind of special because all the men had to swim there and apparently they had a still and brewed some good stuff. It was there they got away from the Women and had some Scottish male bonding time I suppose?.

See you Jimi, ye! wee bastard!, ah! a think ah! love ya!  (Basically getting pissed and enjoying yourself)

The Isle of Trees - Maybe a Scottish male paradise on earth.

Old GranPa and Old GranMa and 'midge' attack!

On the photo above there was a midge attack and we were trying to escape to the car. Midges are the Scottish equivalent of mosquitoes. We had a great time in Scotland and on the way back we stopped off at Gretna Green and stayed at a really weird cottage. We fully expected to be murdered in the night but we survived to have the best breakfast I have ever had. (there was no muesli or houmous in those days)

Old Ma  said we should go back to the 'Old Blacksmith shop' and get married...... 

 

FATS DOMINO - Blueberry Hill