You're no one until
you go "GOLD" and I am not talking Olympic Medals!
Nor am I alluding to the Best Allotment Competition,
although I am quietly confident again this year.
No, I am actually referring to the attainment of Life Member
status of The Broadway Gentleman's Club and the possession of a Gold Members
card.
Not only does this most coveted piece of plastic entitle me to free annual membership,
a free outing to Glorious Goodwood and a free Christmas luncheon but also allows me
to sit in the corner seats nearest the bar and toilets affectionately known as
"God's Waiting Room".
These cards are very hard to come by and not only do you
have to have been a member for 20 years and aged 65 on January 1st but, as I
had to wait 6 months before taking delivery of my card, it would appear that you also have to wait for
another Life Member to expire as there are only a limited number of cards.
Meanwhile, on the Lesley front there is a cloud hanging over the
village.
As you are all well aware, no proper High Street got where
it is today by not having at least three pubs, proper butchers, greengrocers
and bakers shops, a minimum of two Curry Houses, a Fish and Chip shop and a
Chinese take-away but most importantly a hardware emporium, where you don't
have to buy a box of 200 nails or screws containing 99.9% more of the item
than you need.
Lesley is no exception to this rule and Rudwick's Hardware Stores is the corner stone of the village, a veritable Aladdin's Cave of goodies and a regular Saturday morning meeting point for male caravan owners.
Lesley is no exception to this rule and Rudwick's Hardware Stores is the corner stone of the village, a veritable Aladdin's Cave of goodies and a regular Saturday morning meeting point for male caravan owners.
Prayers are being said every Thursday and Sunday in St. Peters Parish Church.
Meanwhile down at the plot everything is flourishing.
You would be forgiven for mistaking this for The Gardeners World show plot but NO, it's Plot 24A Prospect Allotments and looking bloody good too if I say so myself!!
You would be forgiven for mistaking this for The Gardeners World show plot but NO, it's Plot 24A Prospect Allotments and looking bloody good too if I say so myself!!
As you can see not
only have I got salad crops, potatoes, onions, garlic, courgettes, cucumbers, parsnips,
leeks, carrots, celery, celeriac, beans of all shapes and sizes and a surfeit
of soft fruit and berries, I have concealed somewhere within the 10 rod (pole or perch) area a set of
Honda CRV car keys. To be precise the only set, resulting in a most
frustrating Monday afternoon and evening.
It is not advisable to lose the only keys of a four wheel
drive vehicle which is parked, in gear with the handbrake on, on a slope. The
logistics of getting it on a recovery truck are complicated.
Suffice to say it took two recovery trucks and one and a
half hours to get the car back to Cotswold Towers.
Then yesterday flushed with my success at receiving a
"nice little earner" from the last race at Goodwood the day before in
one hand, I receive a bill for £120 for those annoying but rather necessary car
keys in the other.
Easy come, easy go!
At least we are now happily ensconced in our caravan at Lesley
for 5 days enjoying the wind burn.
Before I leave for a walk on the beach at low tide followed by a pint or three of Brakespears Best in The Lifeboat, I'll leave you with my new theme song :
Before I leave for a walk on the beach at low tide followed by a pint or three of Brakespears Best in The Lifeboat, I'll leave you with my new theme song :
Hey Ho!
