Brian + H & H
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How fascinating that during our lives there are moments in time that have the ability to go down in history.โฐ๐
One such moment came at 17:42 on Friday the 3rd of July 2020, where were you at this momentous time, just in case anyone was out in the scullery jumping up and down on a bunch of grapes in order to make your next bottle of wine, let me pass on to you the following reportage, you cannot make it up.๐
The place was Downing Street, the subject matter, questions to the PM who had addressed the nation, what happens, yep this question is put to BoJo, โPrime Minister, should we drink a yard of ale to celebrate pubs reopeningโ well the cheers, whooping, trumpets being blown, beating of drums, singing, that rang out around this village, was just sheer joy. The village church bells rang to the tune of โRoll Out The Barrelโ, Horace bounced up and down on his Olympic size trampoline, purely incredible scenes.
The noise was picked up at The Goonhilly Earth Station.๐ป๐บ๐ถ๐ก
The internet and phone lines in the village, all went into meltdown, morse code, tambourines anything that could be classed as a method of communication were put to use. Nancy Nancarrow, yes the lady that does glass blowing on the side, immediately swung into action producing yard of ale glasses by the thousand in her garden shed.โ๏ธ๐ก๐ธ๐น
A crack team of ladies from the WI armed to the teeth with welding and fabrication qualifications assembled outside the church hall.
Their immediate task was to reacquisition the bus that is used for the Sunday school outings and prepare it for an exhibition pub crawl through Cornwall.๐
They would cut the roof off the bus with Oxy-Acetylene torches and turn it into a cabriolet, these measures were required in order to follow guidelines that it is safer for large groups to be in the open air.
Next step was to expertly cut out the double seats and weld in a job lot of chairs from the church hall at two meter spacings.
Bus conversion complete, these ladies were good to go.๐ฅ๐ฅ
Trixie Trebillcock and Betty Beswetherick, had been in a bubble or on a bender some miles away in Wadebridge when they heard the cheer from the village go up, they immediately phoned back to the village to ask Nancy what was going on, once informed they asked, could they be picked up from Wadebridge next day on route for the pub crawl to celebrate this momentous moment in time.๐ฏโ๏ธ๐๐
Mrs Trebogus said she would drive the bus for the pub crawl.
With representatives from many of the organisations in the village sat in the single seats of the bus cabriolet and every member armed with a yard of ale glass they set off from the village via Wadebridge, duly collected Trixie and Betty, then headed off through Cornwall, stopping off at numerous hostelries testing their yard glasses before one final stop in Penzance.๐บ๐บ๐บ๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท๐บ๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท
Following the consumption of about twenty yards of ale each in Penzance alone, some of the ladies were a bit worse for wear, some even went missing.๐๐
As it was getting dark Mrs Trebogus had to get back to the farm in order to milk her Friesian cows. Therefore she took the decision to round up the ladies she could find and transport them back to the village. (I bet you have all been out on a day like this if you are honest)๐๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฎ
When Trixie and Betty staggered back to the RV point, they could not believe they had missed the bus, Trixie said โwe will have to walk homeโ, Betty responded, we canโt do that, we are not fit to walk, we will have to drive. ๐ฑ๐ฑ
Trixie said โbut we donโt have a carโ, Betty responded donโt worry we will borrow one, Trixie said โdonโt be stupid, there wonโt be a car around here that is taxed, so forget that, how about we borrow a bus from Penzance bus stationโ, brilliant idea responded Betty.๐๐
So Betty stood guard outside the large bus station while Trixie went into borrow a bus, well after about half an hour of engine revving, clattering and banging, Betty shouts in โwhat on earth are you doingโ, Trixie responds, Iโm doing my best but the bus for Wadebridge is parked at the back.๐
Betty shouts, โtake the one for St Columb, we can walk from thereโ.๐๐ถโ๏ธ๐ถโ๏ธ
Thank you so much for viewing my photos, the banter and comments you leave are so appreciated.
Take care, have a lovely weekend
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Question Time
How fascinating that during our lives there are moments in time that have the ability to go down in history.โฐ๐
One such moment came at 17:42 on Friday the 3rd of July 2020, where were you at this momentous time, just in case anyone was out in the scullery jumping up and down on a bunch of grapes in order to make your next bottle of wine, let me pass on to you the following reportage, you cannot make it up.๐
The place was Downing Street, the subject matter, questions to the PM who had addressed the nation, what happens, yep this question is put to BoJo, โPrime Minister, should we drink a yard of ale to celebrate pubs reopeningโ well the cheers, whooping, trumpets being blown, beating of drums, singing, that rang out around this village, was just sheer joy. The village church bells rang to the tune of โRoll Out The Barrelโ, Horace bounced up and down on his Olympic size trampoline, purely incredible scenes.
The noise was picked up at The Goonhilly Earth Station.๐ป๐บ๐ถ๐ก
The internet and phone lines in the village, all went into meltdown, morse code, tambourines anything that could be classed as a method of communication were put to use. Nancy Nancarrow, yes the lady that does glass blowing on the side, immediately swung into action producing yard of ale glasses by the thousand in her garden shed.โ๏ธ๐ก๐ธ๐น
A crack team of ladies from the WI armed to the teeth with welding and fabrication qualifications assembled outside the church hall.
Their immediate task was to reacquisition the bus that is used for the Sunday school outings and prepare it for an exhibition pub crawl through Cornwall.๐
They would cut the roof off the bus with Oxy-Acetylene torches and turn it into a cabriolet, these measures were required in order to follow guidelines that it is safer for large groups to be in the open air.
Next step was to expertly cut out the double seats and weld in a job lot of chairs from the church hall at two meter spacings.
Bus conversion complete, these ladies were good to go.๐ฅ๐ฅ
Trixie Trebillcock and Betty Beswetherick, had been in a bubble or on a bender some miles away in Wadebridge when they heard the cheer from the village go up, they immediately phoned back to the village to ask Nancy what was going on, once informed they asked, could they be picked up from Wadebridge next day on route for the pub crawl to celebrate this momentous moment in time.๐ฏโ๏ธ๐๐
Mrs Trebogus said she would drive the bus for the pub crawl.
With representatives from many of the organisations in the village sat in the single seats of the bus cabriolet and every member armed with a yard of ale glass they set off from the village via Wadebridge, duly collected Trixie and Betty, then headed off through Cornwall, stopping off at numerous hostelries testing their yard glasses before one final stop in Penzance.๐บ๐บ๐บ๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท๐บ๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท๐บ๐ท
Following the consumption of about twenty yards of ale each in Penzance alone, some of the ladies were a bit worse for wear, some even went missing.๐๐
As it was getting dark Mrs Trebogus had to get back to the farm in order to milk her Friesian cows. Therefore she took the decision to round up the ladies she could find and transport them back to the village. (I bet you have all been out on a day like this if you are honest)๐๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฎ
When Trixie and Betty staggered back to the RV point, they could not believe they had missed the bus, Trixie said โwe will have to walk homeโ, Betty responded, we canโt do that, we are not fit to walk, we will have to drive. ๐ฑ๐ฑ
Trixie said โbut we donโt have a carโ, Betty responded donโt worry we will borrow one, Trixie said โdonโt be stupid, there wonโt be a car around here that is taxed, so forget that, how about we borrow a bus from Penzance bus stationโ, brilliant idea responded Betty.๐๐
So Betty stood guard outside the large bus station while Trixie went into borrow a bus, well after about half an hour of engine revving, clattering and banging, Betty shouts in โwhat on earth are you doingโ, Trixie responds, Iโm doing my best but the bus for Wadebridge is parked at the back.๐
Betty shouts, โtake the one for St Columb, we can walk from thereโ.๐๐ถโ๏ธ๐ถโ๏ธ
Thank you so much for viewing my photos, the banter and comments you leave are so appreciated.
Take care, have a lovely weekend
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