Look! It's me in the Local PaperMost local papers will print any old rubbish. Far, far too many years ago I got into the Windsor, Slough and Eton Express after winning a fancy-dressed-bicycle competition. What they neglected to mention was that I was the only entrant.
What sad stuff have you been in your local rag for doing? Scan stuff in and show us if you can.
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chthonic, Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
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Dizzy heights....So many moons ago, back in 1987 in fact we had that 'Great Storm' (TM) thing. And as a young whippersnapper I had a paperround, as indeed you do at that age. So, I'm delivering to the last house on the (slightly posh) estate and as I sticks the Daily Telegraph through the door, a couple of roof tiles fall from the roof, one of which catches me a glancing blow on the head which unsurprising hurt like a bastard. So I wanders home and tells parents who immediately whisk me off to hospital for an investigating. Meanwhile, damn newsagent gets on the phone t'local paper who send some tatty reporter round to take a picture. Ended up on the front page of the Lancashire Evening Telegraph. The shame. Mind you, report made out like I was some kind of hero, which was nice...
(, Sun 13 Feb 2005, 21:21, Reply)
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