by daleshrimpton » Oct 5th, '10, 14:35
In the good old days, when i was an iron monger A regular customer of mine was a grand old style Indian gentleman.. by that i mean he was a top hole, queen and country regimantal chap, with a taste for Johnnie walker black label whisky, and had a fantastic way of being racist, without being offencive.. I loved having him in the shop.. such a nice guy...
Anyway, he was Wisdoms best friend, and used to stay with him in the summer in his spanish style villa on the isle of man.
and while he was there, he would help build props for Normans caberet act.
I cant recall one single story that he told us, as it was quite a few years ago.. but i do recall laughing till my cheeks were soaking wet.
I felt through the storys, that i had met the man.. even though i hadnt.
you're like Yoda.you dont say much, but what you do say is worth listening to....
Greg Wilson about.... Me.