tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18775356.post5526657874353607933..comments2024-03-14T13:06:38.883+00:00Comments on cultural snow: To shake the tattered arrasTim Fhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14681067872556519250noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18775356.post-49347007707202740932011-03-20T10:17:27.502+00:002011-03-20T10:17:27.502+00:00As I have now reached what is deemed in some quart...As I have now reached what is deemed in some quarters to be a "grand old age", nothing gives me greater pleasure than to visit interweb groups on the Facebook devoted to my old home town and soundly berate 40-year-olds who lament the passing of something that us elderly people considered something of a monstrosity when it was first constructed. I remind them that whenever I visit it I see a thriving, pretty town and that maybe they should all come visit Crewe in the wet before they pass judgement on their own home. his used to be a quiet little hamlet before the bloody railway came.<br /><br />I think my uncle lived in East Coker once.Richardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01313387849115278988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18775356.post-83069469406954207702011-03-20T10:15:46.903+00:002011-03-20T10:15:46.903+00:00This comment has been removed by the author.Richardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01313387849115278988noreply@blogger.com