One of the office workers at The Hull Fishing Vessel Owners Association in the 80s was called Morris Dance. You could hear him walking down the corridor 50 yards away. (First bit is true, the second bit may not)
I used to go to school with a kid called Ronald McDonald... Red hair, big feet, since heard he's doing alright for himself!
See, is this - and all the others - true? Not the description, I mean the name. And if it is true, did his old man have a farm?
They're just entertainment programs based mostly on the writings of Erich Von Danniken. They don't carry any scientific merit nor do they provide proof of anything. If anything they do more harm to ufology by propagating 'believable myths' backed up by pseudo-science. It's like saying Dan Brown was onto something when he wrote the DaVinci Code.
He definitely liked to be called James at school, may be got bored of it as he grew older. I'm sure it must be the same fella he briefly went out with Elizabeth Taylor. You can imagine our amusement when the new dinner supervisor was trying to get their names after she caught them having a grope on the school fields. Remember it as clear as day. The other distinctive thing about him was he had a proper beard in the first year (11/12yrs old). I was still looking for my first pube.
In the days before the Market Weighton bypass trucks often used to run away down the big hill and end up in a chip shop window, one of the drivers was allegedly called Charlie Chipchase.
Of course they don't provide proof of anything. There is nothing there to prove. Last night there was one postulating that the likes of Einstein had help from advanced extra-terrestrials. And they are always "experts" discussing each outlandish theory. Experts on what, exactly? Unfortunately some people take them seriously. Von Danniken made millions from the huge amounts of people who bought his books. UFOs exist. Any flying object not identified is a UFO. Believing they are powered by beings who have travelled for light years is another thing.
No one will believe me, but I worked in a factory where thevengineers sll wore uniforms withntheir name embroidered on the jacket breast pocket. In the canteen one evening sat together were Mick Jagger, Brian Jones and Keith Richards. Made even funnier by how unlike them they looked.
This is brilliant. http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencet...-app-Father-creates-app-FORCE-kids-reply.html
I won't be the only oldie glad there were no mobiles when they were young. Everyone always reckoned they were sleeping at the house of a friend where there was no phone.
Perfectly true, Kemps. Once after being made redundant I spent a short while collecting money for a firm which sold stuff on instalments. In Hornsea there was a bloke called Robin Hood. Next door was a a bloke called John Little, they put the surnames first in the book so we was down as Little John. Back when we were teenagers there was a bloke in the phone book called A Bat man. He answered the phone by barking "Batman!". Did he get some grief when passing by phone boxes adapter a few pints on a Saturday night,
