There is a very lengthy, and at one moment very controversial story about Port Talbot Athletic and the creation of Afan Lido FC who also play in Port Talbot. However, that was long ago in the past.<\/p>\n
There was also that dream about the economies of scale of making giant motorcycles that could travel across the USA with freight etc. Four times the size, four times the power, four times the speed. However, the people behind it decided to secede from the USA to govern themselves, and there was a big battle just outside the town from where they came, and they were overwhelmed and defeated, and the project was abandoned. There were no more of these giant motorcycles. <\/p>\n
Even now, I can still see this battle raging and roaring up the high street of the town – a typical Wild West scene with gunmen in the street shooting the baddies off the roofs. But the “four times the size” relates to the dispute that we mentioned the other day between Isambard Kingdom Brunel and Dr Dionysus Lardner about the size of ships and the freight that they can carry.<\/p>\n
When those next door awoke, we had a coffee but were surprised by the nurse who came really early. He knocked us out of our stride so much that we both forgot our medication and I even forgot my disgusting drink break.<\/p>\n
The Hound of the Baskervilles dragged his master off for a walk and I began to tidy up again in here. And I made really good progress too. We did however hit a major snag with the hi-fi and that will need some work tomorrow.<\/p>\n
When everyone came back, we had breakfast, and then my friend went to fetch some things like the Carlsbro combi amp and speaker out of the van and to bring a few other things down from upstairs while I carried on tidying up.<\/p>\n
By the time my cleaner turned up to fit my anaesthetic patches, we’d made good progress and there was plenty of space on the floor for more stuff.<\/p>\n
The girls arrived just as I was going out. The taxi had come early and we had a good whizz down to Avranches with a very chatty young driver. She dropped us off early and much to my surprise, I was seen quite quickly. My nurse today was Julie the Cook so we had plenty to talk about.<\/p>\n
The first needle, I felt nothing at all. It was totally painless. The second absolutely killed me, making me even more convinced that there’s a fault in the implant.<\/p>\n
The time was spent watching Llanelli throw away a two-goal lead to go down 4-2. Llanelli will have to play much better than this.<\/p>\n
There were the highlights of the rest of last night’s games, and all of that took me up to a quite early departure.<\/p>\n
Back here, I saw the efforts that everyone had made this afternoon. My room is full again, and we now have a huge bass stack against the wall. There’s not much more at all to come down, and then there’s the cab of the van to empty. I would really like the solar panel off the roof too, but that will be difficult.<\/p>\n
Back in here, I saw the latest internet issues and so I had a very lengthy and unproductive chat with someone on the helpline – probably the worst that I have ever had. But anyway, they are coming to rewire on Wednesday.<\/p>\n
While everyone was out, I had tea. Baked potato, breaded quorn fillet and salad. And now I’m off to bed, dog-tired, exhausted, call it what you will. Tomorrow, I’ll finish this off because I really can’t keep going any longer.<\/p>\n
But seeing as we have been talking about Port Talbot … "well, one of us has" – ed<\/em> … I once went to a fancy dress ball there, and met a man, totally naked, with a girl sitting on his shoulders.
\n"What are you supposed to be?"<\/em><\/strong> I asked him
\n"I’m dressed as a snail"<\/em><\/strong> he replied
\n"And what about the girl on your shoulders?"<\/em><\/strong>
\n"Ohh, she’s Michelle."<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n
