Terry Jeeves, Scarborough U.K.
There was great excitement here in Scarborough the other day as the world`s biggest passenger liner, the Queen Mary 2 sailed through our bay. Apparently Jimmy Saville has persuaded Cunard to make a slight detour to visit us. Not knowing the exact time of passage, I didn`t go to see it. A good job as apparently thousands turned up and the town was totally gridlocked.
Out in the garden my beans are flourishing as are the apples whilst in the greenhouse my tomatoes are thriving. I`m rather pleased with them as I grew them from seeds reclaimed from a salad tea and didn`t spend vast sums on established plants. Our grapes are also looking good and should make some nice grape juice.
With Erg`s last issue after 45 years another landmark comes along with our 44th Wedding Anniversary. Amazing how time flies when you are having fun. The great thing is we have never has a row. We ought to get the Dunmow Flitch.
We see some queer things around here including two wild deer which ran in front of our car a few years back. Then last weekend, at the same place only a mile from home, we had to stop while a duck led her eight tiny ducklings calmly across the road in front of us.
On the even queerer front was a phone call we got last night. It was a lady asking if we were a shop as she had bought a tape recorder in a car boot sale in Leeds and it had my name and phone number on it. The queer bit is the fact that I dumped that recorder in our local dump about a year ago. How had it escaped from there and ended up in Leeds?
Out in the garden my beans are flourishing as are the apples whilst in the greenhouse my tomatoes are thriving. I`m rather pleased with them as I grew them from seeds reclaimed from a salad tea and didn`t spend vast sums on established plants. Our grapes are also looking good and should make some nice grape juice.
With Erg`s last issue after 45 years another landmark comes along with our 44th Wedding Anniversary. Amazing how time flies when you are having fun. The great thing is we have never has a row. We ought to get the Dunmow Flitch.
We see some queer things around here including two wild deer which ran in front of our car a few years back. Then last weekend, at the same place only a mile from home, we had to stop while a duck led her eight tiny ducklings calmly across the road in front of us.
On the even queerer front was a phone call we got last night. It was a lady asking if we were a shop as she had bought a tape recorder in a car boot sale in Leeds and it had my name and phone number on it. The queer bit is the fact that I dumped that recorder in our local dump about a year ago. How had it escaped from there and ended up in Leeds?
It’s a twonky.
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