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    Courtship of the Terns

    Apparently, Joe Lee was an angler.
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    Carrmill to Billinge then to Carrmill

    I lived at 21, up ashgrove cres turn left, then 2nd right, corner bungalow almost opposite the telephone exchange.
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    Carrmill to Billinge then to Carrmill

    I remember that really bad winter, 86 or 87 it was, I lived in Stuart crescent Billinge at the time, my girlfriend lived on Broad Oak Rd in Parr, I had said I'd go and see her but the snow was so bad there were no buses and I didn't want to take my motorbike.I decided to walk and when I arrived I looked like a snowman, all her mother said was "why didn't you stay at home", so much for my gesture of undying love.lol
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    Inside St.Thomas Church, Eccleston

    It always makes me feel a little sad when I read a certain part of the Bible, I can never understand how Britain as the oldest car manufacturer in the world now has no car industry of its own. Exodus 32:18, outside Moses could be heard in his triumph. Maybe his exhaust was knackered, because my Dolomite was lovely and quiet. lol
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    Inside St.Thomas Church, Eccleston

    I've worked in a few churches over the years, the last one being a couple of years ago, on the main road up between the Grapes and the Wellington pubs, I can't remember its name. There's something strange about working in churches, you tend to be a bit quieter and more respectful, even though you are often working alone, even hitting your hand with a large hammer usually only results in a "damn" or "blast", rather than the usual torrent of effing and blinding, as you try to work out how many bones you've broken.
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    Fox of Spring 2018

    Wonderful photo's of a lovely creature, many years ago I worked regular nights at a large site in Horwich, I was in the habit of leaving my office around 2.30 am and taking a stroll around the site to help digest my meal. One night as I was heading back to my office I became aware of a small dog following me at a distance, it later transpired that the "dog" was actually a fox! I returned to my office and opened the window, I looked out and could see the fox about 300 yards away sat in the shadows,I had had chicken pieces as part of my meal and the bones and leftovers were on my plate. I threw them out of the window as far towards the fox as I could, then waited to see what would happen, eventually it ran over, grabbed the scraps and left. Over the next couple of weeks I kept doing this, but luring the animal closer to my window, eventually it would come right up to the window, you could almost touch it. I always kept to the same time, and one night I opened my window to see it sat there waiting, I dropped the scraps out and it sat and ate them in front of me, I love wildlife and it's a real privilege to be able to get so close to a wild animal, well done for having the patience to achieve it
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    Sutton Library

    Speaking of Sherdley park, I was driving along Sherdley road towards St Helens recently and noticed a young lady on the opposite carriageway with a flat tyre, I turned around at the roundabout, and went back, thinking she was unable to get the wheel off, it wouldn't have taken me 5 minutes. Anyway when I arrived, she was quite distressed and had two flat tyres, apparently, she'd been driving towards the Bull and Dog roundabout, when a group of youths had shot out of the park on Robins Lane, roared up the footpath, then pulled into the road in front of her! In an attempt to avoid hitting them she had swerved and hit the central kerb, totally destroying both offside tyres, she'd rang the police, who'd said they'd get someone out urgently, and advised her to ring a garage to remove the vehicle as it was in a dangerous location. This was an hour before I arrived on scene, and to my disgust the idiots who had caused the accident were still tearing up the park! The police "pretend" they are dealing with off-road bikes,in reality they are doing very little, recently a group of them were tearing up and down a road where my friend owns a children's nursery, after several near misses we rang the police, only to be told they were too busy. My friend replied that in that case, the next time they came past he was going to throw a stick into the wheels. "in that case" said a police officer, "we'll come straight round and lock you up". It's totally pathetic, these people are riding illegally, openly sticking two fingers up to the law, yet the law forbids you to do anything, as far as I'm concerned, they are illegal and if they get hurt then tough! If they hadn't been there then they wouldn't have been hurt, it's a little thing called action and consequence.
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    Sutton Library

    I think it's very wrong for the council to go around demolishing perfectly good buildings and selling off the land for a large sum of money to private developers. The building belonged to us, the people of St Helens, it was something tangible that we could see, touch, and use, I would like to know what they do with the money they get from doing this, probably waste it on something that we didn't want, and more importantly will never benefit from. I remember some years back and they wanted to sell off the market square in Earlestown, they'd have got away with it too, were it not for a knowledgeable member of the public, who pointed out that it wasn't actually theirs to sell. I'm surprised they don't try and flog off Sherdley Park, they got rid of pets corner, the cafe went, even the lake looked neglected last time I was there, it was a lovely place when I was a child, even as a young man growing up, it was a nice place to walk around with your young lady on a summers evening. We need to forget trying to be like London or wherever these councillors are trying to emulate, lets get it back to being just St Helens, a decent town with good friendly folk , where you can go into a pub and chat with strangers, with parks for our youngsters to play in and our elderley to sit and relax. I don't want to live in a fancy posh rat race place where nobody has time for anyone but themselves, no give me the old St Helens any day.
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    bicc transport firm

    Oh, I stand corrected then. lol
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    Classic Car show - Victoria Park 2018

    Yes, and that for me takes all the fun out of it, years ago you'd get a misfire and maybe spend an hour finding the cause, then probably a fiver sorting it out, now, unless you have the diagnostic tools, it's usually fifty quid to have the codes read, then at least a hundred to have it fixed. I got so fed up with it that I went and bought the diagnostic tool, it plugs into my laptop, and as well as reading the codes, it can give real-time information, great when looking for an intermittent fault. Simply plug it in, switch it on, and drive, I still think it spoils all the fun though.lol
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    bicc transport firm

    No, it was to do with the manufacturing process, calendering was part of it used I believe, to apply certain types of insulation, Although it's correct name was BICC, it was known as "the B I" to most of the workers,
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    bicc transport firm

    Here's a link to several films about the B I, in one of them it shows the wagons leaving the works.
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    Classic Car show - Victoria Park 2018

    My first car was a Morris Marina, and you know what, I'd have another one tomorrow, they were a decent car if you looked after them, plus you could take one completely to bits with only about 6 spanners, God how I miss changing a set of points, don't even think I could find my feeler gauges now, lol.
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    Shouldn't Throw Stones

    I remember going there years ago to visit the glass museum, I went back recently to see one of the companies that operate out of the main building. I had a bit of a walk around and was upset by how the site had been allowed to deteriorate, all the glass broken in the building at the bottom of the lake, and the fountains weren't working. Other towns look after their important buildings, how come we don't? It would be a shame to lose the place, let's get it restored to it's former glory and find a proper use for it.
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    For over 45 years....

    I started drinking in the Eagle when I was 15, in 1980, Harry and his wife had it, he was a retired copper, he knew my mum and dad and used to let me go in, have a pint and then send me home. He used to say he was keeping me out of trouble. I remember when he died and his wife was going to pack it in, there was quite a group of us used to go in, by then we were all around 18 or 19, we persuaded her to keep it on for a while and we'd "run it" . We used to move kegs in the cellar, bring crates up for the bar, mow the bowling green, clean windows, do any odd maintenance bits, and chuck out the odd rowdy person occasionally. They were a lovely couple, my mum and stepfather had their wedding "do" in the Eagle, as did I for my first marriage, it was a great pub, even though they refused to have a juke box. I remember a VE night party in there,a VJ night party, and many new years parties. We used to sit in the little front room, on the right as you looked at it from the front, on the left was the "tap"room, the old blokes played darts and dominoes in there. some of the old fellas used to "pop next door" and have a drink with the lads, we didn't mind buying them a beer now and then and they'd tell us some fantastic stories. One daytime I went in, I was on a 48 off from work, there was an old bloke and he came and sat with me, I think he was a bit lonely. Anyway he'd been in the merchant navy during the war and started to tell me about it, it was very interesting, there was however a problem, this bloke religiously came in every day apparently, drank one pint of mild and went home.I returned the following day eager to hear the rest of a particularly interesting story, we'd just got to a really good part and I could see he'd almost finished his pint. I wouldn't be in tomorrow as I was on dayturn, so I bought him a pint, he looked at it and said that he only had one pint a day, I told him it was rude to refuse a drink, he agreed and the story continued, he'd almost finished, the story, but also the pint, so I got him another one, he looked at it sat on the table, "look mate, your not leaving until I hear this story, ok" I said with a laugh, the old guy nodded, "ok, then lets carry on", he did finish the story, and the pint, we became good friends and he always took a drink with me if he was in and I was in. There was another interesting old boy drank in there, Harold Pye, he was in his late 70's and fit as a fiddle, he was telling us one day how he could swing his leg up and put it on the bar, we weren't convinced and he did it, we bought him a pint. We used to get strangers coming in and we'd tell them about Harold, they didn't believe it so we used to tell them to buy us a pint and we'd prove it, they'd buy a pint of mild and place it on the bar, "hey Harold, do your party trick", he'd swing his leg up onto the bar to the amazement of the stranger, on a busy night he'd go home quite merry and hadn't put his hand in his pocket! He'd come in sometimes and tell us how he'd been mowing the lawn for the old lady down the road, or cleaning the windows for the old fella round the corner, because they couldn't manage it, they were younger than him, lol There was an old priest drank in there also, Father Cook, he'd be in every day 2 pints of cider, several fags, and play the bandit, there was also a really old lady who came in, I can't remember her name, but her son, Gerry, in his 50's used to bring her in, she'd sit with us because she, "didn't like old people" ! One day this priest had a go at me because he'd been on the bandit, when he'd finished I went on and dropped the jackpot first go. He was having a fit because he said he should have won it, I walked back into the little room and sat down, I was fuming over the incident and began to tell the old lady what had gone on. Suddenly she leapt from her seat, she couldn't half move for an old lady who must have been in her 80's and shot into the bar, much shouting followed! She returned to her seat and sat down, "that's told him the bloody hypocrite" she snarled, we looked at her in amazement, she went on, "sat in the pub, beer in one hand, fag in the other, and gambling, he wants to practice what he preaches". It turned out that he was her local priest and his sermons were all hellfire and damnation, all about the evils of drinking, gambling, smoking and fornication. She wasn't having it, him preaching it was all evil, then doing it himself, well the first 3 anyway, knowing the old lady she'd be keeping an eye on him for any sign of fornication. Many thanks to you guys for mentioning the Eagle, it brought back some really happy memories for me.
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