Bizarre encounter in Maplins...!
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Ever had one of those chance meetings where someething unexpected happens? Well, I went for some transistors and ended up being invited to join a male voice choir! Here's how...
Went to Maplins to buy some transistors. Amazingly enough, they were in stock.
Old guy behind me in queue drops a fiver. I make joke about it.
By way of idle chat he remarks that it's warmer today than it has been. I say my feet are telling me otherwise; I've been in the garage most of the day.
He tells me how he used to run three Austin Sevens and had to swap parts between the three to keep one running at any time. I say I prefer my cars more modern, though of equally suspect reliability!
We talk cars as we exit the shop. Then he asks me where I live. Turns out he knew a guy from here, died a while back, very suddenly, of cancer. Apparently they sang together in the same male voice choir.
I say that whilst I like singing, I'm no pop idol. He says pop singers aren't really singers anyway!
Next thing, I have the Xmas album CD from the Hartlepool male voice choir and the phone number of the director, with an invitation to join them for a rehearsal!
Bizarre, and that's before I have any rum
Went to Maplins to buy some transistors. Amazingly enough, they were in stock.
Old guy behind me in queue drops a fiver. I make joke about it.
By way of idle chat he remarks that it's warmer today than it has been. I say my feet are telling me otherwise; I've been in the garage most of the day.
He tells me how he used to run three Austin Sevens and had to swap parts between the three to keep one running at any time. I say I prefer my cars more modern, though of equally suspect reliability!
We talk cars as we exit the shop. Then he asks me where I live. Turns out he knew a guy from here, died a while back, very suddenly, of cancer. Apparently they sang together in the same male voice choir.
I say that whilst I like singing, I'm no pop idol. He says pop singers aren't really singers anyway!
Next thing, I have the Xmas album CD from the Hartlepool male voice choir and the phone number of the director, with an invitation to join them for a rehearsal!
Bizarre, and that's before I have any rum
wedg1e said:
Next thing, I have the Xmas album CD from the Hartlepool male voice choir and the phone number of the director, with an invitation to join them for a rehearsal!
Bizarre, and that's before I have any rum
I suspect you may well be member number 1
>> Edited by monkeyhanger on Saturday 3rd December 22:32
wedg1e said:
Ever had one of those chance meetings where someething unexpected happens? Well, I went for some transistors and ended up being invited to join a male voice choir! Here's how...
Went to Maplins to buy some transistors. Amazingly enough, they were in stock.
Old guy behind me in queue drops a fiver. I make joke about it.
By way of idle chat he remarks that it's warmer today than it has been. I say my feet are telling me otherwise; I've been in the garage most of the day.
He tells me how he used to run three Austin Sevens and had to swap parts between the three to keep one running at any time. I say I prefer my cars more modern, though of equally suspect reliability!
We talk cars as we exit the shop. Then he asks me where I live. Turns out he knew a guy from here, died a while back, very suddenly, of cancer. Apparently they sang together in the same male voice choir.
I say that whilst I like singing, I'm no pop idol. He says pop singers aren't really singers anyway!
Next thing, I have the Xmas album CD from the Hartlepool male voice choir and the phone number of the director, with an invitation to join them for a rehearsal!
Bizarre, and that's before I have any rum
I've told you before about those dodgy transistor shops He wasn't gay by any chance was he
R8BWT said:
Hartlepool you say, better make sure you don't look like a monkey.
Wasn't the maplins in teeside park by any chance? I was born and raised in Hpool, but don't hold it against me. Think i've actually had the pleasure of seeing the Hpool male voice choir as well!
It was indeed Teesside Park. My recent ancestors were Hartlepudlians too (in fact my dad grew up in Haverton Hill: it was that much of a sh!thole the council bulldozed it in the '70s!).
I live within spitting distance of the Tees flyover. And the chemical plant. And the prison. Oh, and the sewage works
God I love it here...
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