by hillbilly » Sun Sep 16, 2012 2:43 pm
There was a petrol,satation with a railway goods yard.Across the road was an old cinema turned bingo hall. Tivoli ?? maybe. Sorry cannot recall.
THE MASTER OF THE CARAVAN :
But who are ye in rags and rotten shoes,
You dirty-bearded, blocking up the way?
THE PILGRIMS :
We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further: