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| Culdrose 2nd in class 26 at Shepton Mallet. |
October 9th: Here, listen up, I'd just finished four days decorating with a mate, it involved a Hall, Stairs & Landing, and a Dinning room and Lounge through room, you know how they used to have it in the sixties. Well although I thought we were going to get done early, the time dragged on, and although I'd finished the top coat by three thirty, by the time we'd loaded up the car to return home, and I'd dropped my mate off, it was about five to six. As I fell out of the car, and ambled up the long side way to the back door, I contemplated whether I was going to leave everything in the car till morning, or empty it. Anyway I'd no sooner opened the door, when Irene pipes up, "Don't put the car away, Pam's forgot her sugar" our daughter Pam had been busy today taking Irene to visit her sister in a nursing home, she's suffering from that awful disease, Alzheimer's. The last I'd heard was, they were going to give her a ride out, probably go down the beach, you can park down there at this time of the year. So as I ambled back down the drive to the car, I wasn't to annoyed that I had to go out again, just tired. Irene had said I had two letters and a small parcel to open when I returned.
So as I got out of the shower, and dressed, I was eager to see what I had waiting for me in the post. I slumped down in the one of the kitchen chairs, lent over, and opened the largest sized envelope, it revealed my Shepton Mallet prize cards, that brought back memories. The smaller envelope was a bill, which left the medium sized bubble envelope. Couldn't imagine what it was, best of it was, it was so well packed I had to take a knife to it, I tilted the opened envelope table wards, and out dropped a small red compact. Then the penny dropped, it couldn't be, it must be a mistake, but no it was a Gold Medal for Culdrose being runner up to The Ernest Luckhurst Memorial Cup. What a year I'd had, surely there can't be anyone as lucky as me in the whole wide World. Wanna see it? I'm a little bit disappointed, ol' Jack's seems to think the gold medal I've got is bronze, well I'm not having any of it, it looks like gold, and that's good enough for me. You're nothing but a spoilsport Jack.