OWD BERTS BLOGG SPOT Chapter 3 Print E-mail
Saturday, 19 January 2008

  owd_bert And so to January 2nd.  

Our first day without car and its doing a good old Lancashire pour down: and we need to go down town.  Normally we would walk into Accy centre as its all "downbonk" and would take just short of 10 miutes. 

However, there is a Bus Stop only about 100yards away and the service is every half hour so no great problem.  And we travel free.  So off we went to catch the 10 to 11.

  Rounding the corner we had to sidestep to avoid getting witchard ( now thats a good old Lancashire dialect word and rhymes with the name Richard -- or so my Grandfather told me when I was a schoolboy).

  I had passed the bus stop on numerous occasions, but without giving it a second glance. Now, as it was no doubt going to become a regular feature in the future the shear inadequacy of the protection it offered from the elements was all too obvious. 

Still, I suppose the designer has never had to use it. An old colleague of mine who was waiting greeted me with " Owdo Bert, wots up wi thi, av never sin thee geddin on t`bus afure."

  Just had time to tell him before the bus came and in a matter of minutes we were alighting in Infant St, just across from the Market.  Hey - Up -- not bad at all is this, no messing about going up the ramps in the multi-story car park to find a parking spot, even though parking was free. Have often wondered how many towns have free parking in a multi-story but have never had an answer.  And here it is.

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  to be continued. 

 

 

 

 

HOLIDAY DRESS IN THE LATE 1920s.
 
Came across this photo recently and thought you may find it interesting / amusing / or even pathetic.  What on earth were our parents thinking.  After all, we were on holiday.  Guess it must have just been the normal custom of the period.  But I ask you, was it necessary to have those caps -- there was little chance of getting sunstroke at Fleetwood.  Incidentally, Owd Bert is Little Bert and on looking at the cap I am reminded of the old story ------ a little lad, wearing a cap like mine, is crying and his mother asks him why. He replies that he has been called bighead and his mother says  " don`t fret lad, just go to t`Co-Op and fetch mi  ten pounds a spuds in thi cap",
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