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A fact that holiday makers for years to come will be
delighted to hear.
Amidst all the melange of lunch time I could not help notice
a small boy with a very large bottle of pop. He made a bee line
for Brian the coach driver and before I could arrest the
situation Brian had done it.
He opened the bottle, unfortunately he had not seen the
previous few minutes of tussling hither and thither while the
small boy, Andrew, with light blond hair and innocent eyes had
tilted the bottle every possible way while he tried to open it!

The result was spectacular and very funny but not for
Brian. He had to sit around in soaking lemonade flavoured
trousers for the rest of the day.
Boats, unlike coaches have holes in the floor and the river
of lemonade quickly disappeared below decks. We were
prevented from having to endure another series of stern looks
from our “pilot”. But not from the coach driver!

The remainder of the day was by contrast an anticlimax.
We arrived back to the coach without further incident and the
journey home was comparatively quiet as all seemed
exhausted from their experiences.
Particularly the leaders!

CHAPTER 9
THE GARAGE
Many name changes in this chapter, but it is all true.

BACK TO REALISM
Now to catch up on the career front. I have explained a
little of Fred Popham and our first meet, this is a short recap
and the results.

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