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Originally Posted by wanderering walter  Sorry Mathos
These recent posts have got F[at][at][at]all to do with Lancashire, just brings back silly memories |
You've not a thing in the world to be sorry for Walter.
You have some brilliant memories there. I remember every one of those programmes as well mate. All in black and white too.
The Darwin folk still refer to the River Darwin and the Town as Darren.
The old police cars as well, no sirens then Walter, a big chrome bell secured above the front bumper and I think the passenger Bobby worked a cable that rang it like the clappers.
I see you're familiar with Longton as well Walter, there were two good pubs there in the late 60's and early 70's. The Rams Head and The Golden Ball, the Golden Ball was really in Walmar Bridge.
The Rams Head (Landlord was Ernie) they had coach parties at weekends, it could turn into a rough old do on a Saturday night at times as well. The coach parties were mainly from Liverpool. Christ, they loved battering one another at 10.30...
I bet you would know Brian Coxhead then, "The Boxing Farmer"
He was a rum lad was Brian, One of the best. Sadly he passed away a couple of years or so back.
Anyhow, we had a run out today. Flobo wanted to go to Chatsworth Hall.
It was a dull day, an odd try at raining once in a while, but all in all quite good.
I'll do some postings later in the week.
There's a bit here to remind you of England.
Fish and Chips as they should look, and taste I might add.
They were good too.
It's really nice in the Peak District, the scenery changes dramatically, like I mentioned I'll put a good selection on here later.
We went into a fantastic Village as well, pristine condition, absolutely gorgeous.
Edensor near Chatsworth Hall.
It's pronounced "Ensor" though
This was good to see, we haven't been into Cheshire for a while, we called in The Whipping Stocks near Knutsford as well
It appears that Manchester University are running or are in charge of Jodrel Bank nowadays too. we didn't manage to gain admittance, it was about seven pm or later when we got there and it had closed at 5pm or so.
I honestly do not think you can get such photographs anywhere on the planet of this nature, they really are spectacular.
I called in Sale, it brought back some good memories. I'm an 'Old Salian' actually Walter.
I played rugby.
They knackered things up with the 'Old Boy's School' as it was when I was there, it used to be at the top of The Avenue. Then probably in the 70's or 80's they knocked the place down for houses and combined the boy's with the girls school on Marsland Road Sale. Co education, they could have done that when I was there, not when I bloody left.
No wonder the rugby standards went through the window.
Nice view from The Peak District to leave you with.