8 years old and the companion of a homeless man and woman eking out an existence in Telford.
Having been first given up, and then badly cared for by someone who tried to help but couldn’t, he was adopted by the couple and has since trebled in weight.
He behaved very well on the train and enjoyed a packet of cheese and onion crisps in a very mannered way. (Apparently, he couldn’t have had salt & vinegar crisps.)
Arriving at Salop, as I was waiting for a train to Brum, this BR steam engine arrived, pulling a Pullman collection of carriages.
A tad emotional cos my Dad was a locomotive engineer, though starting with the LMS part of BR, and serving from Salop, I think it is unlikely he would have driven this engine. (Advice welcome.).
From wikipedia –
“Steam locomotives that comprised the Bulleid light pacifics, the West Country and Battle of Britain classes of locomotives that ran on the British Southern Railway network …”
Fuller res photos available.
Visited my sister’s home, my old home, and its village church, Bishop’s Castle, Club Castle and Welshpool.
Also went to see Salop take on Oxford United, needing only a point to guarantee safety.
Oxford took the lead despite their forward using the arm to control the ball.
No particular surprise that Salop soon got what might have been perceived as a soft penalty.
Whatever, looking forward to the use of VAR growing.
Salop were leading t half-time, but gave a ineffective second-half performance, and lost in a tame way.
Sad story of 2 sisters who’ve lost in love and whose yearnings are stirred by the rescue of a young man washed up on the beach. Further frustration for a widower doctor who develops a crush on a young woman painter enjoying the Cornish seaside.
Performed in Oswestry by Attfield Theatre company who care for the arts, on an excellent set.
A survey by the New York Times prompting people from Britain and Ireland to add to a pool of surveys showing. how people say they say words or express things.
And great fun it is too.
And the results correlate with my growing up just outside Shrewsbury.
The weaknesses become clear when I tried the first 25 questions for a second time a fortnight after the first and then went on to do the 96 questions.
Cos the first 2 results had varied – so perhaps I’d been inconsistent (possible) and perhaps the pool had changed the results.
And the resultants areas are incredibly wide Midlands west and east, but not the West Midlands former metro county and not the North Midlands.
Now the BBC and Shropshire Star has some articles on accents and slang, but there is actually a Shropshire dictionary, which includes the use of the words “mon” (kinda like “mate”) and I seem to recall has the conjugatants of our most common verbs (have not – I anna, you anna, he/she anna, we anna, you anna, they anna). Oh yes.
The book has a map of the dialects and they go down to parcels 3 miles by 2 miles wide. My village, Handwoodbank, part of Great Hanwood, has a dialect given the name of North Chuch Pulverbatch, which is a bit of an insult cos Church Pulverbatch was just a hamlet.
Now, can anyone guess what yourkin means?
However much I resent the play-offs when Salop finished third and so far ahead of the rest, the intensity of play-offs are evident.
The high pressing was again evident in the first half, but this time not so the control. Missed passes, slipping cos of poor stud choices and poor decisions.
Just into the second half, it all came true and the pressure was non-stop for fifteen minutes, until triangles on the right wing led to an early strike from 8 yards that was driven before the keeper could get down.
As the half progressed, Salop fell back more, but it was under control and Salop progressed.
Not so controlled were the Salop fans who invaded the pitch to provoke Addicks fans, and some of them should have been expelled.
Another excellent photo by Gettys.
So Salop are on their way to Wembley. If we can employ the pressing again, we shold be OK.