I always loved talking to Terry whenever we met and hearing his and Marie's (who I worked with for many happy years) stories. It is so sad we have lost both of them but I'll always remember them with a smile.
ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-IWCwRynjc2Y.htmlfeature=shared Part 2 June talking on how she saved John Lennon's life after his mother died.
Love this. I like the way she walks, saunters like a day off, makes space for herself. In her eighties, walking like she's 40 and a fully paid-up member of the history of the place. The psychogeography of June Furlong.
Great spirited storytelling. Think of the history she's interacted with - - and to the end teaching how to grow old with character, to stay assertive, and win by a furlong.
I had the very good fortune to stick my head around the door of Martin’s Liverpool Music Centre office one day in the mid-90s, and found a man who in the space of ten minutes listened to my ambitions, picked up a phone and started me on the road to becoming a studio engineer. Six months later, with a firm grasp of the basics under my belt, I went back to see Martin. Again, ten minutes and two phone calls later, I found myself lined up as a tape-op/teaboy at one of the city’s big 24-track studios. Those phone calls ushered me straight into a world that I’d looked in on, and dreamt of being a part of since my teens. A few weeks later I’d be listening to P J Harvey doing vocal warms ups in the next room while I ran mic cables. Without the part that Martin’s unquestioning and direct help played in my life things would undoubtedly have been different; I might not have ended up as a record producer for the next 20 years, and worked on more than a hundred releases for acts including U2, The Killers, Jamiroquai, UNKLE and Imogen Heap among others. Similarly, a touring career that covered 40+ countries, and broadened my mind beyond any other experience, is also due in part to those two meetings; meetings with a man who didn’t know me from Adam. Thanks Martin.
I was born in Ottawa, Canada, and grew up in a rural community outside of the city. On my mum's side we are Scottish, Irish and Swiss. On my dad's side we are Dutch and British. The rural community was mostly Protestant with a smattering of Catholic. I never saw another ethnicity until I was 16 years old when a black brother and sister started to attend my high school. I never heard anything derogatory said about them and they were welcomed by all. I fell in love with a scouser with a Scottish and Danish ancestry. His upbringing was so different from mine. As he likes to tell it his schools were like the United Nations as is mentioned here in this video.
My ancestors came from Ireland a thousand years ago after a soldier who fought on the side of William The Conqueror was given land in what is now Hale Village. My Dad's side came from Ireland about 200 years ago so any Irish heritage I feel is pretty watered down. No doubt if I took a DNA test, it would show up as having a strong Irish taint. My mothers side came from a village in the midlands so I'm pretty much solid English in my blood. No doubt Scandinavian would show up somewhere on a DNA test as most of us with Irish ancestry are descended from the Vikings. The viking also had a stronghold in on Merseyside.
This is excellent, fascinating testimonies. Stirring words “I am mixed race, from two strong cultures, Irish and African”. Liverpool is strong, thanks to the mix of cultures.
"Life's Hard & Then You Die" is the most criminally underrated album in UK pop history. Why "Ed's Funky Diner" wasn't a worldwide smash hit I will never understand. I have been turning people on to this great record all my adult life, everybody who hears it loves it. I recently chatted with John on Facebook and was thrilled to be able to tell him how much his music meant to me.
I have relations in Liverpool, they came from Ireland, Dublin, mc Mahon was there grandfather name, I love to find them, Kate and Ellen were his sisters, he went there also,
Seriously, of all the people of Irish decent in Liverpool, you clearly seek out to inteview and concentrate on MIXED race. Thats what this "documentary " is. Its not about the Liverpool Irish connection at all. You absolutely take the piss
lol MIXED race in capitals? Darling, it’s Liverpool, one of the oldest black communities in Europe. I am a Liverpool Irish woman, family from L3/holy cross and the Squares - my Irishness is as relevant as my blackness and I and every mixed raced person have every right to discuss and celebrate my heritage.
@@alextw1488 If you look for the good in people its there and if you look for fault in people we all have some The trick is too look for the good and lift people up on this journey through life it’s so short
@@terencegorman4672 hi Terence, you're right and your compassionate response alongside Jaimee's to that Andy character was spot on. Perhaps Andy has many good qualites and who knows what trauma leads people to behave in the way they do? I do want him to know that his racism is indecent though.
In Asian families arranged marriages fixed that for a decade or three. In Irish families, Catholicism of the greater majority. English catholics represent a tiny minority of the overall population. Some wealthy Catholics were in a position to create the ‘priest’s hole’, a hidden room in their great houses, often between floors, the lower floor having a false ceiling. Lancashire was the last English county to hold out against the forced imposition of the state religion by Elizabeth 1st, Henry Viii’s fanatical daughter, whether this resulted in a greater number of Catholics in that county, or not, as the intervening centuries rolled by, I know not.
Two quotes come to my mind of my Great City ... "The Pool of Life" and "A World in One City" ... I am proud of our integrated welcoming people and place ... I will never leave!.
There is a lot of English blood in Dublin as well, going way back. There must have been lots of toing and froing and intermarriage between Liverpool and Dublin over the centuries.
It doesn't matter what religion a person follows at the end of the day when you die there is nothing afterwards and religion instructions were a set of laws to keep people on the right side woven into stories, look at the 10 commandments and you'll realise it, you are welcome to comment but show me proof and I'll listen but just show me the physical proof, without the physical proof t's all down to brainwashing at a very young age,.. who still believes that there is a purgatory where sinners go to instead of heaven or hell?
Still, no harm carrying an umbrella even on a fine day, and who knows says Hemingway for whom the bell calls, and sure no harm getting the priest in when your days get short
I am a real mongrel, my great granny was from Belfast she was a maid in service in Pembrokeshire and married a Welsh Man, great great granny was from Cork she married a Scotsman from Dundee , he was a shipping manager in Ellermans shipping company, granny ran the Parrot pub in Scottie road , and that's just on my father's side of FAMILY RIP TO ALL 💖
Ms June Furlong - what a lovely woman - what an interesting life. Her partner George Jardine was my tutor at Liverpool Art College on quite a few occasions and when he wasn't available we very often attended life drawing with June as the resident model. She was very mischeivous and flirtatious when checking out our drawings of her. Wonderful memories - Keep up the good work Moira & John.
