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Or it was a lottery token, number 1914, he lost the jackpot by only one number.

Someone had just joined up and was looking forward to a peaceful time in the tropics writing his frustration onto a coin when war was declared.

There are always people wandering up and down the shoreline at low tide, mudlarkers I believe they're called. All sorts of stuff gets found. There was a Spitalfields life article about love tokens that get inscribed with initials, thrown in the Thames and found a hundred years later as well as beer tokens which we use as slang for cash, bust seems to have been a real thing used instead of money in old pubs.

My charms must work, I have 40 years no claims history on my motorcycle policy. They only allow a maximum of 9 though. Renewal due mid September. I am hearing of big increases from friend who have renewed recently, so I wonder how much it will be compared to last year.

I always have to have a look when I am working near any of these. Most are public highway so we are supposed to maintain them, but I know of at least one wooden stair that has had the bottom rot away leaving a 10 foot drop to the river bed/beach, something not visible if you walk down them at high tide when the water is over the last step. https://spitalfieldslife.com/2022/08/11/watermens-stairs-o/

No, he was totally out of control. I reckon he was doing about 50-60 before braking a bit and a car pulled out from the right hand arm of the roundabout across him and hit him in the side which sent him towards me. I was next to a car in the inside lane on my arm. The keep left bollard went over my head and landed on that car's roof. He was in a bad way, the steering wheel had done him some damage to the chest even with a seat belt on. I walked to the nearest house (in the field to the right of the photo) to get them to call an ambulance and the police....they weren't keen, but I was so shaken I shouted at them and they did it. Then I got back on my bike and carried on to my girlfriends who's road was about 200 yards away. We came back out in her car on our way out for the evening and I stopped and gave my details to the old bill as a witness. They were carting him away on a wheeled stretcher by then. I gave an initial statement but never heard any more.

My 'luck' is on my key ring. Various things added, a couple of coins with holes in the middle from various holidays, my dog's address tag from about 1982ish when I took him to the vet for the last time (Mister, a rescue collie), a Motorhead (the group) metal tag, no idea where I got that. This is why the main bunch has to have the bike or car key attached for easy separation of I wouldn't be able to turn the handlebars/steering wheel. I used to have a bit of red plastic car tail light that ended up in the fins/spark plug area of my GPz750 when a car drove out of control directly at me at about 40mph. I was waiting at a mini roundabout so was stationary, he'd just clipped another speeding car which had sent him my way. Just as I thought I was going to die, he buried his bonnet and most of his engine into a very tall lamp column directly in front of me and I found myself showered by bits of car and street lamp lens. It was on the key ringh for a few years then must have broken and fallen off.

Plus he's not been wearing his tin foil sun hat.

You've got more legs than him.

I'm one of the moany bastards in the box at the side of the stage.

Long experience has taught me that in the UK you average 50mph plus however long you stop for to eat or take a break. This seems never to vary even when doing illegal motorway speeds.

I saw him in London that year so probably the same concert. I went to hear Don't Talk to Strangers and to see the support band.

I bet you get a D+ with 'See me after' handwritten in the corner.

Duffers, jilts and ring droppers! https://spitalfieldslife.com/2022/08/08/a-strangers-guide-to-london-x/

I do believe that is what's known round here as a 'catalogue pose'.

That's just incredible!!!!!! Thousands of hours of work for someone. I wonder if the job of constructing that sort of display even has a name. Thank you.

That's a pretty grave yard, thank you for the pictures. Have you got any local churches with piled up bones, the sort that make a display of them?

I think I read something about that abandoned village a while back. Bad case of Bubonic Plague wiped them all out. You should be alright Pete if you have no dodgy symptoms by now. Now, time to read all the other threads that have been updated whilst I have been away.

There are pictures on social media of these two delightful locals Give me a pound or I will hit you man. The Blue Bridge Man

Just watching that made my back shudder.

I did 120 miles on Thursday but it was just going to work and then back and forth to a few sites when I got there. I also went to the Isle of Dogs Asda to see if I could see the large man who demands a pound from people as they return their trollies and gets violent if they say no but he wasn't there, I heard an old Italian man decked him the day before. The police never seem to keep hold of him for long. Up the road from Asda is another large man known as The Blue bridge Man who walks up and down the same street (by the Blue Bridge) then deliberately barging into people and then threatening them for getting in his way. The police keep letting him off with a warning as well. Two nut-nuts so close is strange. I wonder what would happen if I could get them to meet? First time I've dared ride the bike since my back went twang last Wednesday week. I thought long and hard before deciding fuck it and putting it on the centre stand when I got home, it's a git to do that, especially compared to the Versys. Back out for a short trip tomorrow.

I thought it was the euthanasia poll, but realised I was wrong so changed my vote.

Do you have a link for the tickets?