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Had Him ten years G/Grandma and loved him he would take on anything big or small if they tried anything. We walked miles he kept me fit and he loved the Lake District we went often because a lot of the Hotels allowed small dogs in the room. We would walk the lakes and boat ride back, now that he did love, up the gang plank straight up the Bows and onto the seat looking out the way we were going. Some of the boat men got to know him and made a fuss of him. They would announce on the Speaker, "Captain Benji is in charge of the boat you can see him looking for sharks or torpedo's", he was great fun and my last dog, parting with them is almost as bad as parting with a loved partner.

Frank.

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G/Grandma, I had a West Highland Terrier that did the same job as your dogs, we were over run by cats before he arrived and that soon changed.
One big black who could manure the garden in one go decided to try his luck, a brief quarrel and he lost scattered up the fence and sat looking at Benji, who turned walked back then took a flying charge and leaped up the fence just missing the cat who with the bounce of the fence shot up in the air turning somersaults and vanished into next doors shrubbery never to be seen again. benji got well rewarded.

Frank.

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Oh I like this thread! Nigel -'doc of rages'?  Frank my dad was a musician and met my mum on the Isle of Man when he was there playing and she was holidaying there. He played with a lot of the big bands of the era etc and my mum loved to dance hence my love of jazz, classical, pop, rock , opera and of course the best of all -wonderful Gene Kelly musicals- quite an assortment! He went on to have his own repair business and was regarded very highly by all in the music business. I love hearing your stories. Can I adopt you as my surrogate Dad? 

Welcome Daughter join the rest as I seem to come across as dad for some reason. Even the new recruits saw me in that capacity, "Sir the drill Sergeant shouts at me and his lanquage", tears running down their cheeks. I know lad or lass, his job is to keep you alive, it is not hate, he loves you and fails if you end up in a box.
I love and play music and when in the mood I get in the mood with Glen Millar's in the mood and all the tunes I danced to. String of Pearls being a big favourite.
"Hey I also loved Al Bowley and Chick Henderson, deathly silence then a chorus of who the H@#@ are they, two brilliant crooners one killed in the London Bombing, Bing Crosby said Chick was the greatest crooner ever he came from Hartlepool, the toilets down the yard with no doors you had to be a singer.

Frank.

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Lyn, are you with some TV programme set up. I was contacted tonight by the local History section asking me if I will tell some of my stories about dancing to a network TV unit. Been there done that with the BBC so the answer is no.
GI's had gone off to the Pacific war still going on when I started going to the big boys dances, we had Canadian's from the local Bomber Squadrons to compete with, great lads and Stockton was little Canada for them, we took them home for meals and some home comfort after all most were not that much older than me,
My parents danced in competition and took me all dolled up as the baby sitter would not look after the wild boy as she called me. Older women got me up to dance between the competitions and I was a fast learner. We had school hall and church hall dances, always crowded with boys and girls. I became probably the youngest MC ever at the Cadet Dances once a month, "Marjory will dance with me as we lead off the Chrysanthemum Waltz" and as the band struck up we would really lead off the dancers young and old until the circle was formed, yes I could dance and had no shortage of partners, in the Palais many of them married missing husbands in the forces, I was safe, maybe. The lads said I could smell a dance from fifty miles away and danced in many of the largest halls, London Blackpool and lots in-between plus of course Bridgend (I put that one in for Gardening Grandma).
No dancing these days it would be the Zimmer frame Waltz very slowly, well not quite that bad but I did think of forming a dance group from those little electric scooters that yap at your heels in Town Centres. Like the pied piper of Hamle I would lead them into the river.

Frank

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My post name came after the best of three falls with the sign up page when nothing I put in would pass muster, having brought up some pictures seeing one that brought back memories I put it in and bang was signed up.
Cannot get an avatar on so gave up trying. Frank is one of my real names, does that make me shy and retiring???

Frank.

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Dmball, I saw some very beautiful women among the Nubian's, the men tall and athletic all colourful, the Egyptian women we never saw they were covered head to foot back then although it seems more relaxed now. We also knew that there were many differing groups among the Arab's the Bedouin we met often out in Sinai were hard people and had to be. The Coastal area Alexandria Port Said and Tewfic we had mainly Greek and Italian populace with a scattering of Armenians, it was a mix of people probably like London now.
Sea gulls are the same where ever they are, they sit on the rails of the Quay in Whitby and snatch what they can, the same at Redcar Saltburn and Seaton all on our coast as I said we are born with one foot in the north sea.
Enjoy your holiday as my Daughter and grandchildren did, they loved it but it was before the troubles began.

Frank.

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Maud, get a shot gun that scatters the little b err blighters, you can stick chewing gum in the holes made in the cabinets, it also gets rid of mice as well as the cats. "Oops" sorry that is me definitely not a cat lover talking, I would feed the mice.

Of well we are all different. Frank.

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Dmball, We normally ate a breakfast just before the sun came racing up (now that was a sight I never got sick of watching, one minute black next minute sun).
Tiffin was a very light snack around eleven and then if possible we got in any shade we could, not easy with the sun directly above and tried to rest. The evening meal was after sundown so the Kite Hawks only had the Tiffin to go at and they would literally fly under a stretched canopy snatch the food from your plate and be gone, it was so fast you only realised after they had gone. So yes they will have your food unless they have nets strung.
Supper if in base would be many bottles of Stella and if out patrolling a bottle we had hidden in an ammo locker.
I was never bothered by mosquito's though we slept under nets anyway, out on guard we would wear long trews and sleeved shirts, the lads would be batting the things off and I was never bothered by them. The same in Scotland, when they were all being eaten alive by midges I was always clear of them.
We actually got on well with the people and they would give us information about the hard liners who they did not want in the villages, in return we turned a blind eye to some things and did not wreck everything searching. I had meals with some of the contractors in their homes and the food was good. I got to a banquet in Port Said and that was an eye opener and then some. A local return group have asked me to go back with them a couple of times but too many bad memories plus I never go back to most places as it is never the same.

Frank.

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Stockton had snow laying when I got up this morning with more coming down, nearly went back to bed.
it is going now and a bit brighter, just let the sun break through I ask.

Frank.

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FairyGirl, Lemon drizzle yum though more lemon than sugar in the drizzle, G/G coffee and walnut a favourite and any straightforward cake that does not have garden vegetables added to it for some unknown reason, I think it too much of a reminder of Mr Wooltons Pie.
As to diet fads and that is what they are my advice is look at them closely, hidden sugar salt and chemicals abound. Being active all my life weight was never a problem then I seemed to pile it on. On my yearly MOT I got 11 out of ten having got rid of a full stone and not by diet simply eating less at each meal.
I have seen everything you could put in your mouth demonised at one time or another then held up on high as the wonder food of the century, baloney the lot of it.
FairyG, In Cavalry Barrakcs York when they found out I was from farming stock they gave me the 18  hand mad horse who had been very badly handled by people who should not have been anywhere near a horse. Within a week he was following me round like a dog though he would show his teeth to anyone coming near me, When the Blacksmith arrived I had to hoof him and he would stand still while the shoes were changed and luckily when I knew I was leaving he went to a good home retired, animals like humans respond to kindness and a firm hand, take note G/G.

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