Leeds storm, 1961
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My day job is wringing out wash leathers for a one-armed window cleaner.More seriously. I seem to recall that the terrace in which the Panther's house stands is actually called Grangefield Avenue, even though to all intents and purposes it fronts on to Leeds & Bradford Road.
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Uno Hoo wrote: My day job is wringing out wash leathers for a one-armed window cleaner.More seriously. I seem to recall that the terrace in which the Panther's house stands is actually called Grangefield Avenue, even though to all intents and purposes it fronts on to Leeds & Bradford Road. Yes quite likely - it seems fairly common for terraces within a major road to have a "local" name as well. I'm relieved to hear that you have "another string to your bow" in the occupation stakes LOL LOL
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Trojan wrote: Chrism wrote: ... ... anyway, back to the storm of '61... ... ... TBH I don't remember it. When did it happen? I was 14 in 1961 (showing my age now) ... ... ... in '61 I was only 3 and I remember the aftermath, with chimney pots and roof tiles all ower t'shop, and the smell of soot too.
Sit thissen dahn an' tell us abaht it.
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Trojan wrote: Chrism wrote: ... ... anyway, back to the storm of '61... ... ... TBH I don't remember it. When did it happen? I was 14 in 1961 (showing my age now) Neither do I. I'd just started work in Leeds in 1960 or 1961, don't remember the date exactly.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, moves on; nor all thy Piety nor all thy Wit can call it back to cancel half a Line, nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.