Younger Years of Lee Hoyle

Lee Hoyle

Description

You may not yet have heard of Lee Hoyle. You soon will. This collection of anecdotes, memoirs and general musings will almost certainly have you laughing, and often bring a tear to the eye. Lee's unique style of writing adds to both the humour amd the drama of the chapters of his life and often enhances the emotion of the moment. This is a must-read biography from an interesting new character, with praise heaped on chapters such as 'Breaking into a factory' and 'Addicted to Pepper Spray'. Lee also describes in detail some of the locations he has grown up in, including some beautiful - and some not so beautiful - locations in South Africa. Once you get this book, you won't be able to put it down. Not for the faint-hearted...

Sujets

• Philosophie et théologie
• Memoir

Informations

• Publié par: Andrews UK
• Date de parution: 03 juillet 2014
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781849891400
• Langue: English

Extrait

Title Page
THE YOUNGER YEARS
An Autobiography of Lee Hoyle
Publisher Information
The Younger Years published in 2010 by
Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
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Copyright © Lee Hoyle
The right of Lee Hoyle to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.
Disclaimer
This book may contain both truths and fictions. Where people, locations, organisations and others are referred to – even directly by name, date or other identifying data – the information presented may or may not be true or factual. The author, Lee Hoyle, accepts all liability and responsibility for any factual discrepancies within this publication, and is happy to be corrected where any inaccuracies are portrayed. The views within this book do not necessarily represent those of Andrews UK Limited or any of their affiliates or employees, and information is presented as supplied by the author. Andrews UK accept no responsibility for information that offends, or is inaccurate within this publication. Andrews UK are happy to pass any queries or complaints directly to the author.
Dedication
This book is dedicated to my son – Tagan A.G. Hoyle – who has brought happiness to my life, and has taught me many valuable lessons. Tagan, I am proud of you, you have a brain that would make many jealous!
Son, I love you so much, and I am very proud of you.

Love Daddy



Addicted to Pepper Spray
Our house in Gerretsfeld consist of three levels; the ground level; the upper level and the basement, known is German as Keller. While the ground level is more the dining room and kitchen area and the upper level is the living room and bedroom areas, the basement is more washing area, storage area and also my bedroom.
Next to my bedroom, through the sliding doors is the storage area which we devided in two areas, namely the guest bedroom and at the back the storage area. In fact, that combined areas; the guestroom and the storage area used to be an indoor swimming pool with showers and toilets!
One day in summer I was downstairs bored out of my head and my friends where at school while I stayed at home being sick; had the little sniffles and my head was pumping like a pneumatic drill.
I was lying down on my couch watching RTL on TV and was watching Li-la Launebär and Löwenzahn and some cartoons too. I could hear the Hausfrau (Maid) Gertie doing some food and see her doing the laundry in the laundry room, which was near my room.
And when I didn't watch TV, I play on my computer; the Commodore Amiga 500 and played some games such as Indiana Jones; the Secret of Monkey Island and Turrican and so forth.
After a time I think I played too much computer and was bored again. I had nothing more to do and was talking to Gertie and begged her to do those "famous" pancakes (Pfannenkuchen in German) she always does.
Unlike normal pancakes, the pancake she makes is always thick and also has ingredients within them. The one pancake she makes have apple slices within them and another pancake consist of pieces of bacon.
I haven't seen her for nearly 2 decades now and I still remember her and her pancakes. Just wished that she came to South Africa and make those yummy pancakes; I wonder if she's still alive!
But coming back to this story now; after I've eaten my delicious pancakes, I went down to my bedroom and played a bit more. I continuously have an eye to the guestroom and the storage room.
"What's in the storage room?" I wondered. I put my Lego gently down (I also had a big box full of Lego blocks) on my table and went nervously into the other room. I was nervous, because below the floor of the guest room and storage room is an empty space.
That concealed room below the guest room and storage room gives me the shivers when I think of it, like what could be down there and had some nightmarish thoughts of it!
The storage room and the guest room are like I said is divided with a wall and a door with curtains. While the guestroom has a while light; the storage room's only light is the light from the outside peeping through the opening near the ceiling with its bluish glow making it a ghostly room.
That room consists of many boxes and other objects, such as a ship in a glass box and many cobwebs and old clothes and so forth!
I then went to a box that continuously has my eye's attention and opened it carefully, so as not to scare the spiders, as I have a BIG fear of spiders big or small. I searched the box with my hands and came upon a small orange spray.
"What type of spray is that?" I wondered and proceed to press it quickly. Shortly afterwards I felt a burning sensation in my eyes and I had some tears. The burn; the burn is too much. I then went to the bathroom to wash my eyes out with cold water!
I promised myself to never do those stupid acts again, because I've learned from that; never play with an object that you don't know of. But did I honestly listen to me… Nope!!!
Nearly everyday after school and once I've eaten lunch I would go down to my room and when I finished my homework, I would go to the storage room and pick up the small spray and take it to the bathroom, so when I spray myself, I can quickly rinse my eyes out with water.
In fact I remember that once I called my little sister Zara down. She was only about 6 or 7 years old. I told her to come with me into the storage room because I have something interesting to show her. She came with and I told her that when I spray that she must sniff it; she agreed.
She put her face near the spray, with her nose very close to the spray itself and I told her to count to 3!
1… 2… 3… and I sprayed the can into her face. She suddenly was crying and yelling at me that hear face was burning and ran towards her bedroom; she hated me for that, but the hatred had subdued after a short time and I promised that I'll never do it again!
I would still do it on me; just like a jackass. I continuously went into the bathroom and sprayed it into my face; was I addicted to the burning sensations and the coughing, followed by the burning tears in my eyes?
I did it for a few short weeks on every other day; not every day, so that I can relax my eyes from the burning pain!
Once I did it for too long and my eyes were burning so much that I screamed. Later that day my parents came home from a busy day at work and my mom saw that I had red eyes.
She asked me what was wrong and I explained to her about the spray I found in the storage room and she yelled at me "You stupid boy; that is for self-defence and is not a toy. I hope you learned your lesson!"
Shortly afterwards, they threw the cans away and any self-defence weapon, they would put it out of my reach. Did I learn a big lesson here; don't play with anything that you don't know of!!!
Advancement of Computers
How computers have evolved in such a minute technological time span relating to lifespan of the human existence. In this chapter I'm going to tell about just +- 20 years about computers in my life!
The Commodore C64 Home Computer
I had an older computer than the Commodore C64 which I think it was an old Atari computer, but that was too long ago for me to remember. I used to love the Commodore C64 computer, because then to me it has brilliant graphics and was fun to play with.
I remember playing games such as Paperboy, Tetris, Chiller and so forth. I thought; geez it is fast and it had brilliant sound. I still remember where I lived when I had it; it was Thelenkamp in Mönchengladbach-Hardt in Germany.
My friend Marcus often came and played with my Commodore. I had a colour monitor, while Marcus had also a computer, but it was older and uses a Monotone computer. The colour was green; black and green and it was a big monitor. At that time I don't think that CDs were invented yet; there weren't even disks for the Commodore.
It played with normal cassette tapes, so each game had a cassette and I thought that the computer was fast, because it had 64 kilobytes, hence the name "Commodore C64"!
The Amiga 500 Home Computer
When I moved to Neuwerk, which is also a suburb of Mönchengladbach. I moved into a bigger house that has a bar; a pool; a gym in the basement in Asdonkstraße, there I got a much faster computer.
While still being a Commodore; it is a Commodore Amiga 500; meaning it has the power of 500 kilobytes, which is virtually ten times faster than the C64. I was quite impressed with the power and the quality of the monitor is unbelievable, which has more colours and much smoother than the monitor of the C64.
The Commodore Amiga uses Stiffy Disks, making it faster than using normal cassette tapes. My father upgraded the computer into an Amiga 1000, where you have 1 megabyte of power to play with. My computer was so powerful that some friends got jealous with me.
I then moved into Gerretsfeld in Viersen-Heimer and still had the computer with my big plastic box of games. Man, I had over 100 games for that computer, such as Wings of Fury; Zak McCracken; Fighter Bomber and I even had my favourite game "Secret of Monkey Island" version one and two.
I loved that game so much that I bought the new version now, called "Escape from Monkey Island"; that using a CD and have more 3D Graphics. I then download the first version of that game and the difference is unbelievable.