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Money talks...

by christopher-james-heyworth

Money Talks and what it said back then on the railway bridge at Bloomfield Road (no longer there of course) was "You can spare me – it means only one less penny ice lolly from the corner shop !" (no longer there of course) and the train will make me huge (steam no longer here of course) and the others will laugh and cheer as you scramble down to the line place me centred and climb back up here again before the train shoots through to Central Station (no longer there of course). Gigantic copper-coloured disc and this recall. Still talking half a century after. (c) C J Heyworth August 2014
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Aug 8, 2014
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#memories#past#crush#money#cheers#recall#coin#dares#railway#lads
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