Sunday, October 22, 2006
A narrow escape
When a small boy I remember going to see a bonfire one night, in honor of Queen Caroline, exwife of George the 4th. The greatest fright I ever experienced was when returning one evening after dark along a lonely road from a friends farm we met an old man with a big stick - my brothers pushed on ahead, and when I passed the man, he shouted and raised his stick - this made my heart beat violently until I got well past him.
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