Someone once asked Paddy Ashdown “Why write a diary?” He replied, “So my grandchildren would know what their Grandpa did.”
My mother died from Alzheimer’s disease a couple of years ago, and by the time I finally got round to pose the questions I should have asked her years before, she was beyond replying.
For five years I thought I was writing this for myself. Now I’m not so sure ………
Sunday, July 20, 2008
WELL ANYWAY, IT AMUSED ME No. 29
Wells-next-the-Sea is a delightful, and delightfully named small town in Norfolk. Of course, being Norfolk, it isn't next to the sea. When it was named a few hundred years ago, it was, but a couple of centuries of silting up the coast put paid to that, and you now have to drive a mile or so out of the town to paddle in the water.
All of which is nothing to do with this.
As you drive round the town's ring road, you see the local Fire Station - pictured below.
THE FIRE STATION IN WELLS
When you reach the end of the road to drive out of the town, 50 yards further on, you come across the name of the street in which the Fire Station is situated - pictured below.
THIS IS WHERE THE FIRE STATION IS
A bit of history perhaps? Or a bit of Norfolk Black Humour?