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I remember one day ...
... as a boy, we got out of a cold 50's rail carriage at a cold station in the little town of Lucas ... it had been snowing all afternoon.
I remember ... the bright green gleaming engine that had just puffed its way up from London ... it was The Flying Scotsman.
I remember ... we had to plough our way across a field of knee deep snow to our new house, mother was grumbling something to dad and we all carrying a suitcase or two. We were cold, miserable and very tiered.
I remember ... Farther opened the door and in we all trudged surprised at how warm it felt. The neighbours had let themselves in and set a lovely coal fire going and left the best dumpling stew on the stove that I have ever tasted.
I remember that day well.
I remember one day ...
... as a boy, watching a 'Lighting Jet' from Tiger Squadron practising for the forthcoming air show ... boy, was he good ... barrel rolls, inverted loops, you name it ... that man could fly.
I remember ... he went very high and started 'the loop', over he went and down, and down ... he was getting very close to the ground, very close ... then he disappeared from my sight.
I remember ... I heard no sound, not a thing, it was very quiet, but saw the ugliest blackest tallest plume of smoke I had never seen the like, rising from the ground where the plain had disappeared.
I remember ... calling for my mom, and running to find her, I was upset, I have never seen anything like that before, or, since, nor do I want to.
I remember that day well.
Do you remember a day, in time, in your life?
... as a boy, we got out of a cold 50's rail carriage at a cold station in the little town of Lucas ... it had been snowing all afternoon.
I remember ... the bright green gleaming engine that had just puffed its way up from London ... it was The Flying Scotsman.
I remember ... we had to plough our way across a field of knee deep snow to our new house, mother was grumbling something to dad and we all carrying a suitcase or two. We were cold, miserable and very tiered.
I remember ... Farther opened the door and in we all trudged surprised at how warm it felt. The neighbours had let themselves in and set a lovely coal fire going and left the best dumpling stew on the stove that I have ever tasted.
I remember that day well.
I remember one day ...
... as a boy, watching a 'Lighting Jet' from Tiger Squadron practising for the forthcoming air show ... boy, was he good ... barrel rolls, inverted loops, you name it ... that man could fly.
I remember ... he went very high and started 'the loop', over he went and down, and down ... he was getting very close to the ground, very close ... then he disappeared from my sight.
I remember ... I heard no sound, not a thing, it was very quiet, but saw the ugliest blackest tallest plume of smoke I had never seen the like, rising from the ground where the plain had disappeared.
I remember ... calling for my mom, and running to find her, I was upset, I have never seen anything like that before, or, since, nor do I want to.
I remember that day well.
Do you remember a day, in time, in your life?