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of course was the annual pilgrimage to the Great
Yorkshire Show, it always seemed to take hours to get
there but when we did at least we were allowed to wonder
at will! I don't know for whose benefit this little beano
was organised for but I don't think was entirely for us-
for instance when I bumped into Mr Hayes in the Beer tent
(literally) oops! nothing was said (being big for my age
I could get served at 14 no problem !) besides Mr Hayes
had his priorities, there was a bloody great queue and he
would have lost his place, had I been apprehended ! I
suppose they took the view that what they didn't see they
wouldn't grieve over, but of course just to round off a
perfect day (for us) we were always late getting back to
the coach despite the death threats of what would happen
if we were ! The old excuses of "Sir we got lost"
or "my watch stopped" were good for another
half hour at least!..... despite the retribution! |
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