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NO more relationships with 'girls next door'!; - after TWO in the 'Priory Street Posse'!

‘True Love Reigns’ after another break lasting many years. With a truly slow, dreamy, so ROMANTIC love affair with “ma (Menopausal) Grandma Julia Conyard next door”… With her equally unmissable and unforgettable wayward foster daughter Rachel Conyard-Whorewould! From 7/7/7 – with a whole sixteen month timeout surrounding all of 2008 - right up to about 9/9/9… The fifth part of his autobiography, covering 2007 into 2009 with the theme “With Doctors like these, who needs Enemies?” FOURFold il Professori Emeritus sed moltissimo Modestus Mr Simon Richard ‘Pilchard’ Day Lee BA MA (Cambridge) CEng MIEE MIET MInstMC Electric Zen Buddha (as on Face Book)

‘True Love Reigns’ after another break lasting many years. With a truly slow, dreamy, so ROMANTIC love affair with “ma (Menopausal) Grandma Julia Conyard next door”…

With her equally unmissable and unforgettable wayward foster daughter Rachel Conyard-Whorewould!

From 7/7/7 – with a whole sixteen month timeout surrounding all of 2008 - right up to about 9/9/9…

The fifth part of his autobiography, covering 2007 into 2009 with the theme “With Doctors like these, who needs Enemies?”

FOURFold il Professori Emeritus sed moltissimo Modestus Mr Simon Richard ‘Pilchard’ Day Lee BA MA (Cambridge) CEng MIEE MIET MInstMC

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clever software package, which enabled her to completely take<br />

over control of my fa<strong>the</strong>r’s PC – <strong>with</strong> her <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> USA! It<br />

stopped ra<strong>in</strong> late <strong>after</strong>noon, my fa<strong>the</strong>r got on <strong>with</strong> wir<strong>in</strong>g up<br />

power to his new conservatory at <strong>the</strong> back of <strong>the</strong> lounge, we<br />

had a light supper – <strong>the</strong>n a trip to a pub down <strong>the</strong> road, and a<br />

quick p<strong>in</strong>t.<br />

It was ra<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g on Tuesday morn<strong>in</strong>g too. It eased off aga<strong>in</strong> late<br />

<strong>after</strong>noon, so we drove out to <strong>the</strong> famous Beachy Head<br />

headland. We had a coffee, a long walk <strong>in</strong> a strong w<strong>in</strong>d along<br />

<strong>the</strong> very high cliff – and f<strong>in</strong>ally one of <strong>the</strong> first ice creams of <strong>the</strong><br />

day that <strong>the</strong> woman <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> van said she had served – it had<br />

been so wet! It was very mov<strong>in</strong>g and sad on <strong>the</strong> walk on <strong>the</strong><br />

cliff, to come across so many crosses and flowers on <strong>the</strong> low<br />

fence – left for suicide cases who had jumped off <strong>the</strong> cliff – to<br />

whom one strand of fence wire was obviously a pitifully<br />

<strong>in</strong>adequate deterrent.<br />

On <strong>the</strong> Wednesday my fa<strong>the</strong>r took me to <strong>the</strong> local Marks and<br />

Spencer store, where we found to our surprise that <strong>the</strong> shelves<br />

<strong>with</strong> <strong>the</strong> men’s denim jeans he had offered to buy me, were a<br />

completely hopeless disorganised mess – for that famously<br />

‘neat’ cha<strong>in</strong> store! However eventually he found two pairs<br />

which fitted me, and paid £9.50+£25 for <strong>the</strong>se. After that we<br />

made <strong>the</strong> long drive to Battle Abbey, just north of Hast<strong>in</strong>gs, site<br />

of <strong>the</strong> Battle of Hast<strong>in</strong>gs. We paid <strong>the</strong> entrance fees, bought a<br />

book on <strong>the</strong> site, run by English Heritage, and got free<br />

electronic loudspeaker tour guides, for a one hour tour of <strong>the</strong><br />

battlefield and Abbey. Two th<strong>in</strong>gs astonished me <strong>in</strong> particular.<br />

Nobody knew how K<strong>in</strong>g Harald really died – not necessarily an<br />

arrow <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> eye, as ‘1066 and all that’ said! Secondly, William<br />

<strong>the</strong> Conqueror built <strong>the</strong> Abbey as penance - as <strong>the</strong> battle was<br />

so viciously bloody, <strong>the</strong>re were literally ‘rivers of blood’ from<br />

<strong>the</strong> close range hand-to-hand fight<strong>in</strong>g <strong>with</strong> swords, spears,<br />

battleaxes, and bows and arrows. We went back to my fa<strong>the</strong>r’s<br />

house at Hurstpierpo<strong>in</strong>t by a different, shorter route that I<br />

found on <strong>the</strong> map – and discussed <strong>the</strong> fact that <strong>the</strong> wea<strong>the</strong>r<br />

was supposed to be terrible from Friday, for <strong>the</strong> whole weekend<br />

– it had generally been pretty wet to date already! Also <strong>the</strong><br />

fact that my depot was due on Friday settled it – I would go<br />

home tomorrow <strong>after</strong>noon.<br />

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