First it was a rumour, a myth. Baron Curfew, in folklore was found by a wolf and raised by sparrows in a forest somewhere south of Greater Sleaford (the 'Greater' was dropped when it became clear that Sleaford is a tad dull). None of it was true, the story had been elaborated year after year by the townsfolk who were mystified by the arrival of a Baron to their humble town.
It soon transpired that not only was the story about the good Baron wildly inaccurate, but that he also had a mother! Unbelievable, yet true. And, AND that the said mother wasn't a myth and was in fact born in 1935, thus she became 80 years old yesterday.
And lo, the Baron realised he was old when he realised the age of his good mother
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Swap you! I could do 2ith a des res in Lincoln for the next few years...at least till youngest son's voice breaks!. Saying that, I do enjoy my to-ing and froing on the old choo-choo. And my daily excuse to frequent the teashops of the city whilst I kill the odd hour before the next one leaves. What's not to enjoy? Although it was f f f f.... freezing cold this morning.
Aah, happy days. Many was the hour I stood on Ruskington train station platform. Wish I'd never left to be honest. Introduced the Baroness to the beck and the ducks in the Summer and she loved it too
lovely, I was found under a gooseberry bush planted in the sand, according to my grandmother decades ago, and still am scrabbling about trying to find my way.....
I Wish your mum a Very Happy Birthday - love hugs to her.... Shirley
At least email a slice or three of the cake ..... Happy Birthday indeed.
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