When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
Friday, 21 August 2009
The Edgar Broughton Band
If I came into your city hung up on a game, would you give me your assistance though you didn't know my name?
Edgar used to visit his mum round the corner from were i lived. used to see his van parked outside on my way home from school (in the early 60s) memories
I too once met their mum, or someone who claimed to be. We were walking to a festival near Buxton in the early 70s.
For some reason, an older couple called us over to their camper van at the side of the road. The guy said little but the woman was thrilled when we said we were going to see EBB. Calling Edgar, Robert, she made us tea and biscuits and told stories of the band and Robert's love of motorcycles.
I’ve never known if she was genuine or not, but it was a nice thing to do for two footsore teenage lads. Happy days.
Edgar used to visit his mum round the corner from were i lived. used to see his van parked outside on my way home from school (in the early 60s) memories
ReplyDeleteNice one John, and hi!
ReplyDeleteI too once met their mum, or someone who claimed to be. We were walking to a festival near Buxton in the early 70s.
For some reason, an older couple called us over to their camper van at the side of the road. The guy said little but the woman was thrilled when we said we were going to see EBB. Calling Edgar, Robert, she made us tea and biscuits and told stories of the band and Robert's love of motorcycles.
I’ve never known if she was genuine or not, but it was a nice thing to do for two footsore teenage lads. Happy days.