life

Just me talking, telling stories of people i know or have known and the story of My friends death... not as depressing as it sounds!

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Location: cornwall, United Kingdom

married one son (7)

Sunday, April 29, 2007

Sunday

Waited in for a job offer yesterday, it didn't come so that's off then, this feels like a re run of the eighties to me.

Went to a mine museum open day, it was free, and on the way we were behind a lot of traction engines making their way up hill away from Trevithick day. Following one closely across the level crossing it occurred to me that this wasn't such a good idea if the crossing gates started to close for a train coming along the main line. Just as we started to cross, the bells started to ring, we hadn't anywhere to go but forwards, very very slowly. I saw the gate start to come down just as we came under it and i thought it would crash onto the top of the car, but i figured that was better than being smashed to bits by a main line train. As it was we just popped over the lip when it crashed down onto the road behind us...fewwwww

At the mind the sheds were full of horrifically dangerous looking machinery and when they started the stamping mill while i stood a few feet away it made me jump and really want to get out.

Ment to drop in on Mutual friend on way back, our son had rather sweetly bought a birthday present for her shrieking daughter. We ended up staying some hours chatting with them and their "field guest" caravan living friend. Who spends his life cycling round the world.

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