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Some good scores there Jack. Pity you didn't get any of the "special" cookies from the sweet shop. Ned sounds like a champion apart from being a Kiwi (please understand I'm required by Australian lore to say that).
I'd never seen anything like an English beach on a sunny day(not warm just sunny) until I was in Padstow a few years ago. The beach was packed like a Japanese train. Yet no-one had entered the water beyond knee depth. It was flat as a tack, no sharks ,no tiny little jellyfish that are so venomous as to kill you in screaming agony before make it back to shore,no Stonefish, no Crocs, no rip. So I thought I'd swim out to the marker buoy and back.As I was bobbing around at the marker buoy I could see the life guard scoping me with his binos.I waved -big mistake.He was running for the water baywatch style.I immediately struck out for the beach a distance of 100 meters. He had barely made it through the crowd by the time I got to the shore -I think he realised I was OK by that stage.
I was wearing my AUSTRALIA scunnohs. "They never go out that far." he said in an Aussie accent.
"As the gentleman/con-man opens his shop only one day each week...."
On another stall, I came across this small Sheffield Lobster. Unfortunately, its hard to make out the cutlers name on the tang stamp, though it could be Taylor. I dont know if the symbol and the picture of what looks like a bear are connected to the cutler or not.
Very interesting description Jack and it appears that the "Quest" may not yet be over!
I loved the story, the knives, and the photos. :thumbup:![]()
I am braced! I am transported!
My desk is overflowing with half-completed projects! I really have to get some work done, but instead I sit here reading the wonderfully illustrated scribblings of that great adventurer, Jack Black!
Somehow my work is a pale image in my brain, by comparison!
And now, I sit here musing about obscure British motors, driven by a roly-poly iron-pounder, who runs on pure sugar, and sounds just like Duncan on the telephone!! He must be driving a Wolseley, wonderfully British, with pieces carefully forged back in place to keep it running!!
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Let the desk spill over, I say!
Bill Bryson eat your heart out. I just read through it all a second time - you have a talent my friend!
Excellent reading Jack. Enjoying the heck out of the pictures too. One thing though. That's a Wolf not a bear. I wouldn't be able to see it in person with my old eyes but I can see the computer screen.
Thank you for taking the time for the report and storyline. It's almost like being in the back seat watching.
Joe