An old Man and a walking trolley

I’ve seen this old boy several times when walking along the prom, and talked to him on occasion too. Everyone knows him, and this particular day I learned his name.
And a lot else besides.

He’s got to be in his late 80s and still has a sparkle in his eye and a spring in his step, even if he does lean on a wheeled trolley to get him from point A to point B.
In short, he is amazing, and fascinating to talk to.

He walks along the prom practically every day from the other resort, then has a cup of coffee before turning round and heading back. It’s a distance of over 6 miles for him and if he goes up into town here, that adds another 2 to his journey.
He used to work as a fireman on the steam engines, for the grand sum of £15 a week, which was a lot in those days. When steam was replaced by diesel and electric, he was trained as a driver, and earned………….. £5 a week less!
He worked on the Flying Scotsman he said……… as an engineer when it was in for repairs. Wow.

He also holds a degree in Geology, is a qualified teacher and gives talks on philosophy, for which he has a diploma.
I bet when he was a younger man, life with him was never dull!

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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2 Responses to An old Man and a walking trolley

  1. There’s so many stories out there waiting to be heard. HE sounds fascinating.

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