Post by Penny
On Tue, 05 Jun 2018 18:27:54 GMT, Chris McMillan
Post by Chris McMillan Post by Penny
in the dust...
Post by Mike Post by Sam Plusnet Post by Birthday Monitor
Birthday News for today, 4 June: Karen Barford and Peter Hesketh RIP
(last post 08/00).
Is it really so long since Hesky harassed train operators?
It's only a small glass of lager, but I shall imbibe in his memory.
It was Chankle who harassed the rail co. Charles Hankle lived in or on the
Wirral or Pudlian are; Heskey was unpronounceable in Wales. RIP both of
course, much missed.
I once had a minimally addressed birthday card from my SiL* arrive late
having travelled from Whitstable via Newcastle and Tredegar before finally
arriving in Bredgar, Kent.
Heskey chauffeured me to my first BBQ. He also used to chase eclipses
around the world.
*She never did get the hang of post codes.
I’d forgotten about the eclipse chasing. I must look at the photos I took
at Hesky’s funeral to see where we were in Wales. Michelle took me.
I realised after sending it, my apparently unrelated story may have been a
bit cryptic. I believe Heskey lived in Tredegar (I still can't figure out
why the woman on the regional news pronounces it as if it were spelt
Tredigar) but it may have been in a nearby village.
I'm pretty sure it was further east. Wolves Newton or Shirenewton or
somewhere around there.
Wolves Newton is renowned, in our house, as a place which does not exist.
We spotted the road sign announcing our imminent arrival there -
followed some time later by the (back of the) road sign announcing our
departure from that place - without actually encountering Wolves Newton
in any way shape or form.
Brigadoon is an imposter.