The Summer Of 76…

Wheels Of Fate…

Read After Burnout

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For England and my memories, that was the hottest summer that I can remember. It remains tall as standpipes gushing fountains of memories into buckets and bowls.

The whole of the street would meet every morning and evening to quench their needs. The clear stuff was rationed to an hour during each of these times, but the queue chatted as if there was nothing odd about their gathering. They were collecting aqua vitae while the time ticked by.

That summer gave us the last blaze of our younger youth. My mates and I had reached the giddy heights of fourteen-years old. We were hungry for the attentions of the opposite sex, but the opposite sex was aware of this and stayed well away. As the eternal sunshine had driven off all but he continual swarms of ladybirds (rumour had it that they had become carnivores and were attacking humans rather…

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2 thoughts on “The Summer Of 76…

  1. Mmmm….. happy memories of 76’ … people say that 95’ was hotter .. doesn’t matter to me cos 76’ was theee best time to be young and will always be the longest and best!

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