It was twenty years ago today, Sargent Pepper taught the band to play.
Aside from such Sargent Pepper type comments.
20 years ago today we loaded up our lives in the house my parents died in, it took a 1957 Bedford RL truck I bought for 600 pounds - with 1000 miles on the clock
A rather dodgy Renault Traffic with my mate Chopper Charlie at the wheel.
The management driving a Land Rover 110 with 3 baby seats in the back.
The amount of gear that bedford just swallowed up was bewildering.
We drove on down to Penole 120 miles on. The house my mother was born in, something we learnt a year or two later.
It was vile rain blasting wind hurling weather and as we left the A roads the undulations set the Bedford body a flexing and soon had the ropes holding down the tarp twanging.
Lots of stuff was wet but it all came off the truck
By about 7 the fire, an elderly coal fired Parkray was struggling to make the place warm.
It was 3 degrees in the living room with the fire lit
We had not realised that the previous owners had drained the oil tank, so the AGA would run out in the morning.
The children, all babies were in their cot in ski suits.
I was sat on the settee in a puffer jacket with my hat on wrapped in a duvet.
I wondered if this moving to West Wales lark really had been such a good idea.
Trefigin Oil were about to leave for their Xmas do when we called them, heard the babies crying in the background and one of their drivers came down to fill our tank instead of going down the pub.
The local coal merchant delivered half a ton of anthracite also
It took me till boxing day afternoon to get the living room up to 20 degrees.
Over the last 20 years we have put a bit of a stamp on the place, as one of the locals said, within living memory no one has lived here this long.
We have done the research on the place and actually, no one has been daft enough to live here for 20 years in quite a long time.
And we are still here,
R
Aside from such Sargent Pepper type comments.
20 years ago today we loaded up our lives in the house my parents died in, it took a 1957 Bedford RL truck I bought for 600 pounds - with 1000 miles on the clock
A rather dodgy Renault Traffic with my mate Chopper Charlie at the wheel.
The management driving a Land Rover 110 with 3 baby seats in the back.
The amount of gear that bedford just swallowed up was bewildering.
We drove on down to Penole 120 miles on. The house my mother was born in, something we learnt a year or two later.
It was vile rain blasting wind hurling weather and as we left the A roads the undulations set the Bedford body a flexing and soon had the ropes holding down the tarp twanging.
Lots of stuff was wet but it all came off the truck
By about 7 the fire, an elderly coal fired Parkray was struggling to make the place warm.
It was 3 degrees in the living room with the fire lit
We had not realised that the previous owners had drained the oil tank, so the AGA would run out in the morning.
The children, all babies were in their cot in ski suits.
I was sat on the settee in a puffer jacket with my hat on wrapped in a duvet.
I wondered if this moving to West Wales lark really had been such a good idea.
Trefigin Oil were about to leave for their Xmas do when we called them, heard the babies crying in the background and one of their drivers came down to fill our tank instead of going down the pub.
The local coal merchant delivered half a ton of anthracite also
It took me till boxing day afternoon to get the living room up to 20 degrees.
Over the last 20 years we have put a bit of a stamp on the place, as one of the locals said, within living memory no one has lived here this long.
We have done the research on the place and actually, no one has been daft enough to live here for 20 years in quite a long time.
And we are still here,
R
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Pleased to see you continuing
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