Monday 19 August 2013
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Greatest Hits
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It's the summer of 1974. Go down to the bottom of my road, through the park, round the edge of the allotments beyond, on past the cricke...
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I started to seriously look into my family tree over the past winter, in an effort to make sense of the paper trail left by Mum. In the 1980...
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Somehow, don't ask me exactly how it happened, I seem to have reached the grand old age of 57. Last time I checked, I could've sw...
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There's been a lot of stuff going on lately, some happy stuff, some sad stuff and I'll get back to all that in due course with any l...
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Since last Sunday, I've been mostly laying in a pool of sweat, in bed or on the sofa, as I struggle with a heavy feverish cold. I manag...
3 comments:
Haha, I know that rattle well! I worry about both our windows and my teeth falling out... I do rather like seeing them, though.
Nice song, that, too.
The one pictured is actually not too bad - the monster steamroller's the worst, but I can't keep myself steady enough to get a good shot of it!
Like the tune...nearest I get to these beauties is the local rubbish colection trucks....you can set your clock, 0520 every morning
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