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Click here"So you didn't go to University?"
"Yes I got in at Leicester, but within a few months I applied to the Army for a short service commission. The army sent me to all sorts of places, Germany, Belize and of course the Falklands. After that I decided that the only place that had meaning to me was here. The rest as they say is History." They walked back to where the horses were tethered.
James was looking at the sky. "We shall have to be on our way back, I think." He pointed to the sky over the lower valley. "There are some rather dark clouds coming in from the West. I doubt we will have time to get across and ride down the track from Lills. I'm sorry." Abby shook her head. "No problem, as long as you don't expect to ride at the trot on the way back."
James looked at her with a mischievous smile. "Well if the rain breaks, it may have to be at the canter."
To be continued
Have to agree w- PurpleFizz. It's the pot & kettle, at work, imo. At least, what I've experienced in The States.
There is no such thing as pure historic fact unless you saw with your own eyes, everything else is somebody’s opinion/view/recounting, I like the the story, but I wish our intrepid Author would wind his neck in with his political beliefs, it detracts, it doesn’t add fwiw.
I'm anxious to see where this goes. Enough so I get up at 6 to see if the latest chapter is posted. But please please don't stop the meanderings as they are so much a part of what distinguishes this from so many postings. They and the quality of writing.
to hear his problem with the interviewer. My experience on both side of the table is that the true objective is to discover capacity and motivation not whether someone is aligned..