Well I’d failed to be “more BRAPA” at the very first hurdle after the barmaid misheard “pint” as “half” in Dalton but I wasn’t too disheartened joining the hordes heading to Ulverston for the farmers market (they were actually heading over the border to Lancaster to get their nails done but I use poetic licence).… Continue reading “C” IS FOR COOKIE
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WOKEN UP ON MY BIRTHDAY BY ULVERSTON OIKS SINGING “LET IT GO” UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW
Ultimate spoiler there. Back to Askham, where the Railway was now open, just before my assumed revised opening time of 5pm. I guess you’d describe this as a traditional all-rounder, the sort of place you find in East Yorkshire village where the guvnor wears a tie and still looks slightly askance at a group of… Continue reading WOKEN UP ON MY BIRTHDAY BY ULVERSTON OIKS SINGING “LET IT GO” UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW
OLD FRIENDS IN ULVERSTON
WARNING: Mrs RM “fixed” my PC or summat, so I expect this post will come out all wrong. I start my extended series of birthday posts with what can only be described as “a telling off“. Bit weird he’s taken a secret photo of @BigNay_5299 obviously jealous you didn’t invite him #NoMatesMartin https://t.co/TSY2ycVl28 — Harry… Continue reading OLD FRIENDS IN ULVERSTON
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