The Boys Who Beat the Slot Machines on Shanklin Pier! When we were about 15 years old, my mate John and myself went camping on the Isle of Wight and...
When Emma left Brooke Side Farm on the morning in June that she eventually rode past David Goodman she was full of nervous anticipation about seeing Harry, much more than she had previously and she didn’t quite know why.
Once she realized he wasn’t a nutter she saw him in a much different light, he was a tall skinny man, a few years older than her, with short brown hair and glasses with a lopsided grin on his face.
The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea suited her very well with its Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, The Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre and illuminations, all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park and it was Emma Goldup’s hometown.
Don Gonye drove the short distance from Finchbottom to Middle Gracewood as he returned home after a month away in California and his head was full of thoughts of his lovely wife Lizzie.
The figure unzipped their coat and removed the hood and she suddenly recognised him. “Oh it’s you” she said “I didn’t recognize you Fabrizio” He threw his wet coat down on the seat and was about to sit next to it when the train jerked and he fell into her lap but he quickly pushed back against the seat and scrambled to his feet
Sarah Filsell was on holiday at Sharpington with her husband and two small children and they were staying at the Seaview Hotel on the sea front, which was where she met John Crowther. She was a 30 year old neglected housewife who was incredibly frustrated by the lack of attention from her husband and the quiet young man from the Hotel went out of his way to make her feel special, he smiled at her, he flattered her and furthermore he flirted with her.
Around and around they go, Large and small suitcases, backpacks, pull-alongs, four-wheel drives. And other less common pieces of kit, A musical...
The Shallowfield branch of the Vale Farm Pizza House’s reopened on the twenty first of August and looked much more the part. Although the old staff had been retrained there were quite a few new additions who hadn’t so she managed to borrow a couple of experienced staff from Purplemere for a week to help train the new staff in the proper ways.
When she got up on Saturday Morning Annette was feeling wonderful, she had the best night sleep she’d had for a long time. The day before had been a fantastic day, she had signed up the Shallowfield franchise of Vale Farm Pizza’s for a song, she had bought a new house and got a tenant for the old one.
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