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I have just returned from a spot of shopping. Its absolutely pouring down here....very heavy rain and its really quite cold, so not nice at all. There is localised flooding, and huge puddles everywhere.
And yet there is a small crown of teenagers walking down the hill, with no coats or hats at all ! The looked like drowned rats. These are probably the same kids that wear Puffa jackets and woolly hats in the height of summer.
Seems daft to me !
And yet there is a small crown of teenagers walking down the hill, with no coats or hats at all ! The looked like drowned rats. These are probably the same kids that wear Puffa jackets and woolly hats in the height of summer.
Seems daft to me !
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I can remember my Mum buying me my first Cagoule when I was about 12-13. ( I seem to recall it was made in Norway ? )
They were quite new back then and rapidly took over from those awful gaberdine school raincoats, that we all used to wear....the ones that let all the rain in and never really dried out again.
I can remember my Mum buying me my first Cagoule when I was about 12-13. ( I seem to recall it was made in Norway ? )
They were quite new back then and rapidly took over from those awful gaberdine school raincoats, that we all used to wear....the ones that let all the rain in and never really dried out again.
Ah yes, the gaberdine, bought 'with room to grow' so almost trailing on the floor in the first year. As I had reached my full height by 12 I went through school shortening mine, the '60s, days of pubic pelmets. Who recalls those little attached purses?
When our daughter was working in a pub I would collect her around 11.30 in the middle of Bolton and had many a laugh at the girls in tiny frocks whatever the weather, arms folded under their boobs doing the Bolton Totter on high heels along Bradshawgate.
When our daughter was working in a pub I would collect her around 11.30 in the middle of Bolton and had many a laugh at the girls in tiny frocks whatever the weather, arms folded under their boobs doing the Bolton Totter on high heels along Bradshawgate.