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Nostalgia

Popular opinion claims that good things come in threes. So, to underline the point, here is a trio - of coincidences!

Despite possessing a journalist's thick skin, I must admit to suffering an inferiority complex over... mobile telephones!

Here we are into October, and it is safe to say that many of the older residents of Great Yarmouth and Gorleston will cast their minds back to those halcyon days when the annual autumn fishery was in full swing here.

For more than eight decades traffic on Hall Quay and across the Haven Bridge, and activity in the River Yare, have been "monitored" through unblinking eyes... that see nothing.

Older readers with long memories will readily recall the era when the borough of Great Yarmouth and Gorleston had two general hospitals, one on either side of the river.

It was only recently that I mentioned here the famous Peggotty's Hut, a fictional dwelling created from an upturned boat on Great Yarmouth beach in the 19th century.

It's not cricket, football fans might grumble, because recently we reflected on the summer game in the Great Yarmouth neighbourhood. So to redress the balance, today we feature soccer.

We all have souvenirs, perhaps of holidays, family, pets, memorable occasions... American songstress Connie Francis had a best-selling record with "Among My Souvenirs" in the 1950s.

It looks nothing more than a square of unkempt land between Gorleston's riverside and the sloping cliffs below houses, but it has history... and might well have a future.

At first, I thought that thrilling Cricket World Cup victory by England would stimulate public interest at grass-root levels, only for a crushing defeat in the first Ashes Test against Australia slogging euphoria for six.

As anybody drawing an old-age pension will confirm, it is hard to change the habits of a lifetime.

Trains and Boats and Planes... This travel trio was the title of a Dionne Warwick 1966 hit song written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David.

VE Day and VJ Day in 1945, celebrating the end of the wars in Europe and the Far East, are still recalled annually although nearly three-quarters of a century has passed.

One day, when I have a spare half-hour, I intend to jot down the cars I have driven since joyfully abandoning L-plates in the mid-1950s.

Not for the first time in the decades I have been penning this column, coincidence has astonished me. One thing leads to another.

Well, shiver my timbers! That mock piratical oath could well emphasise that for decades the port of Great Yarmouth has had no timbers to shiver...

Is today's feature about a potential railway catastrophe averted in the nick of time 90 years ago a newspaper scoop, hitherto unpublished except in a specialist magazine?

The herring, for long a mainstay of Great Yarmouth's economy, was elevated into our borough's coat-of-arms by an appreciative king.

Despite the claim in an old song, school days were never the happiest days of my life.

EX-traordinary! And as permanent grump Richard Meldrew, of television comedy fame, would have declared: "I don't believe it!"

No, no sugar in my tea, thank you - but I will have one of those vanilla slices, if I may. They're my favourite. Or perhaps before that, would you care to dance?

Once upon a time, as our bed-time stories used to say, a small but well-established community was slowly developing hereabouts on our east coast.

As this column often has a nautical theme, today we clear the decks although it also encompasses local industry as I pass on contributions received from readers.

Four thousand miles away from "home" in Canada, where they have lived since 1957, ex-Yarmouthians Danny and Marjorie Daniels continue to take an interest in matters pertaining to their birthplace.

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