When I was about 10......we were on a school outing. Nothing special, just a history trail around the parks and woods around the back of the village (in North Wales). At the top of the hill we were shown the wastes of the coal mines that the village grew up around. On the other side of the valley was a house, and I pointed out to my friend, Danny that I could see silouhettes of people walking around the bedrooms upstairs.
As we walked on we were shown the old railway line, and the leete (which they used to punt the coal away with before the trains came). Finally we came to the house that we had seen before at the top of the other hill. It was then that we realised that it was just a shell of a building - just four walls and a roof - and certainly nobody living inside.
(As we walked on we were shown the old railway line, and the leete (which they used to punt the coal away with before the trains came). Finally we came to the house that we had seen before at the top of the other hill. It was then that we realised that it was just a shell of a building - just four walls and a roof - and certainly nobody living inside.
caldini Have you seen my polar bear?,
Tue 28 Oct 2003, 21:18,
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