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New chapter in the Saga of the Toenail Ridge

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New chapter in the Saga of the Toenail Ridge
Posted by toenailridgesl on Tuesday, June 29, 2004 1:45 AM
Fellow microferroequinologists,
Chapter 33 in the ongoing Saga of the Toenail Ridge Shortline is here presented for your elucidation....
http://www.trainweb.org/toenailridge/chap33.html

For those of you who over the years haven't been exposed to the Saga, start here: http://www.trainweb.org/toenailridge/book.html
Phil Creer, The Toenail Ridge Shortline,  Adelaide Sth Oz http://www.trainweb.org/toenailridge toparo ergo sum
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Posted by bman36 on Tuesday, June 29, 2004 8:07 AM
Hey Phil,
Much too close to reality in a lot of cases I'm sure. I wonder how many out there know the "Love to review Bachmann products" guy as Curmudgeon??? Laughed when I read the reference to him. Great guy ol' Dave is. So where is this story leading??? Perhaps a new local business forming??? eh gents? Later eh...Brian.
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Posted by vsmith on Tuesday, June 29, 2004 9:26 AM
Thanks for the new chapter, Phil. BTW I've also gotten advice from TOC (The Old Curmudgeon). Latest was regarding my new Saddletank and its off-gauge wheels. Great guy.

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Posted by Anonymous on Wednesday, June 30, 2004 7:35 PM
Phil;

This all sound like the town where I was born and spent the early part of my life. I wont mention the name of the town nor the surname of the most of the people invoved and this all happened 60 years ago. The town in outback NSW (New South Wales) was out near the black stump not beyond it but near it, hot, red dust, dead flat for hundreds of miles, heat haze (mirages) are common. It is said the dust storms are so bad the crows fly backwards to keep the dust out of their eyes.

My father was the town tailor having learned his trade back in the old country (Scotland) his name was Jock, my brother Gordon was the local telegram boy, his mate Jack was the postman and the female version of your hero was a widow; Mrs Herbert.

The 3 blokes (guys) involved were all Masons and stuck together as do Masons world over. Jack used to stop off at my fathers shop to have a cold beer form time to time and one day he stayed there for most of the afternoon. Mrs Herbert promptly reported him to the Postmaster, Jack was in trouble and called on my father for support. The postmaster asked Mrs Herbert how she knew Jack was in my fathers shop all afternoon and she said because his bike was out the front. But Jack maintained that because it was hot, he had decided to deliver the mail by foot leaving his bike in my fathers care.

Mrs Herbert said she didn't believe him, if his bike was there so was he.

The next night Jack parked his bike in Mrs Herberts front yard for all to see and left it there all night; the complaint was dropped and no more was said about the matter.

So the moral is; appearances can be decieving. And what you see may not be what you get.


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Posted by grandpopswalt on Thursday, July 1, 2004 3:18 AM
Ian,

That's a great story! Do you have any others you'd care to share with us?

Walt
"You get too soon old and too late smart" - Amish origin
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Posted by toenailridgesl on Thursday, July 1, 2004 5:57 AM
Pop,
That's Phil, not Ian, and this is only the latest in 33 chapters of the Saga.
Click on this link: http://www.trainweb.org/toenailridge/book.html

to read the whole story from the start....
Phil Creer, The Toenail Ridge Shortline,  Adelaide Sth Oz http://www.trainweb.org/toenailridge toparo ergo sum
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Posted by Anonymous on Sunday, July 4, 2004 8:34 PM
Here is another Walt;

For many years I used to travel to Singapore every 3 months, as I had a branch office there. I used to fly in and out of Chjangi Airport; Singapore regulalry.

As is my want, I used to have a few beers and something to eat before a long flight (8 hours to Sydney 7 hours of which are over Australia).

This day i was having a beer and struck up a conversation with the little bloke (guy) next to me, he was fro a little village just outside Motherwell in Scotland and had been working in Singapore for about 4 months. As many men do in these circumstances he had a Chinese girlfriend.

It seems some peole from his home village saw them together and dont forget this is the other side of the world and in the Orient. It transpired that they went home and told his wife and he was on his way home to square off with her and to try and make the peace.

The moral to this story is, this is abig world but it isn't big enough to be sure that no one sees what you do, no matter where you are!

Rgs ian

PS I f want to hear about the disadvantages of polygamy just ask.

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