British road Services

what a wonderful thing this net is. memories. norman, I used to play in the scrapyard on the old railway line in Darvel, scotland. the scrapmans name was jimmy morton, same as me, no relation. whereas other kids used to smash the windows in NEW cars that came in, I never did, i just played in them. then one day i was playing away and the scrappie man turned up in his austin van. so i had to pass him on way out and spoke to him. i was only about 10 at the time. I told him that it wasnt me that smashed the windows and he said I know lad, ive been watching you, you can play in the cars whenever you want. he actually took either me, or one of my 2 sisters home from kilmarnock infirmary when we were born. thames traders, anglias, zephers, ooooooohhhhhhhh to be young again :confused: :arrow_right: :arrow_right: :confused: :confused: :confused: :confused: :confused: :confused: :confused: :confused: :confused: