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The Curse Of The Green Gherkins
Posted on 12:13pm Sunday 16th December 2007
This story concerns a very good friend of mine for many years.
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Broken Biscuits Boys
Posted on 1:43pm Thursday 1st November 2007
On Saturdays it was broken biscuit day, my brother and I as always made our way to the Old Town.
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The Man From U.N.C.L.E. Club
Posted on 1:43pm Sunday 14th October 2007
When I was about ten years old, my younger brother and I, sent a half a crown postal order off to join The Man From U.N.C.L.E Club.' Half a crown was a fortune in those days.
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Grumpy Boy Scouts And Blackberries
Posted on 10:43am Monday 8th October 2007
When we were teenagers, in the early seventies, we played football on Heath Park in Runcorn, until you couldn't see the ball.
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Shovels And Bikes
Posted on 2:37pm Monday 1st October 2007
Around the corner of our street, thirty years ago, lived a lad who mended bikes as a hobby.
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Grease On A Saturday Night
Posted on 11:32am Saturday 22nd September 2007
Its hard to believe that its nearly thirty years since the films Grease and Saturday Night Fever hit our local Cinemas.
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First Day At School
Posted on 11:33am Wednesday 5th September 2007
We all remember our first day at school in different ways.
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A Rocking Goodtime Had By All
Posted on 11:39am Monday 3rd September 2007
It is now some fifty years since the film Rock Around the Clock took Widnes by storm first being shown at the Plaza Cinema.
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they fly through the air with the greatest of ease
Posted on 11:53am Monday 13th August 2007
They fly through the air with the greatest of ease.
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Urban commando
Posted on 11:47am Tuesday 3rd July 2007
Urban Commando I am the urban commando I dodge under washing lines Sneak secretly behind the hedges Making secret messages with cans and string I crawl on my belly dodging the enemy My mother in coloured pinny sings I watch as she plants plastic pegs And taps out Morse code with her feet I am the urban commando on patrol Looking after our back garden and our street I'm young for a solder they say Even five-year-olds fight battles in our heads.
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