My Grandfather and a Sausage

I had heard a rumour about Mona being a forces sweetheart, is that true GA? :D
 
Thank you so much for the latest installment of the GA genealogical story.

*waits patiently for the next installment*

;)
 
following the series of minor incidents, mona decided to take some time alone. she felt that it was time to slow down, take stock, decide who she wanted to be, and therefore have the tools to carve a new career.

she decided to drop out of the world and spend time in the jungle.

she caught the first plane she could find going to Rekjavik.

mona loved the armadillo she found orphaned in the jungle

http://www.nwkniterati.com/movabletype/archives/MossyCottage/felephant5.JPG

unfortunately, pinky had to be 'put down' due to his habit of stealing jelly babies

a jelly baby standing guard outside buckingham palace yesterday *note the 'testing of security' by soldier X, SAS

http://www.eyeondna.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/img-6390.jpg
 
What GAs grandfather didn't tell the rest of his family is that he had an illicit affair with a woman of disrepute in the summer before the big sausage wars of 88.

In this blissful calm before the storm, grandpappy as we called him in those days was a welly wanging champion, travelling the length and breadth of the country to wang his welly at some very well established and respected country fairs.

On one occasion, grandpappy was buffing his welly up good and proper in preparation for the upcoming wanging finals when a woman of tall stature and hairy face approached. Grandpappy had wanged his welly the furthest in three consecutive matches, and was one point short of becoming the North of England wanging master, and one step closers to the national finals.

This was the start of a passionate and short lived affair, which resulted in a whole offshoot of the GA family tree.

The Pre-match entertainment.

http://www.funky-wellington-boots.co.uk/images/girls%20in%20wellies.jpg

Grandpappy wanging his welly good and hard.

http://uk.geocities.com/wheres_wa11y/BILL.jpg

The woman of disrepute (holiday photo from Skegness)

http://www.steveheckmanonline.com/images10/donkelly%20small.jpg
 
What GAs grandfather didn't tell the rest of his family is that he had an illicit affair with a woman of disrepute in the summer before the big sausage wars of 88.

In this blissful calm before the storm, grandpappy as we called him in those days was a welly wanging champion, travelling the length and breadth of the country to wang his welly at some very well established and respected country fairs.

On one occasion, grandpappy was buffing his welly up good and proper in preparation for the upcoming wanging finals when a woman of tall stature and hairy face approached. Grandpappy had wanged his welly the furthest in three consecutive matches, and was one point short of becoming the North of England wanging master, and one step closers to the national finals.

This was the start of a passionate and short lived affair, which resulted in a whole offshoot of the GA family tree.

Grandpappy wanging his welly good and hard.

http://uk.geocities.com/wheres_wa11y/BILL.jpg

grandpappy also went on to star in a well-known children's TV programme, which aired to the inhabitants of Hitchin, Herts, and environs for a brief period between 4pm and 4.05pm, saturday 12 April 1897.

http://www.corrieblog.tv/JACK_DUCKWORTH.jpg

hitchin today

http://www.roll-of-honour.com/Hertfordshire/images/HitchinWMAndSetting.jpg
 
grandpappy also went on to star in a well-known children's TV programme, which aired to the inhabitants of Hitchin, Herts, and environs for a brief period between 4pm and 4.05pm, saturday 12 April 1897.

Grandpappy was a familar face in the city of Hitchin, often seen on the main street making friends with the locals.

Grandpappy making friends with a local.

http://badgas.co.uk/lynndie/tramp1.jpg
 
mona was bemused when the Prof. disappeared for 18 weeks. she was just getting concerned and was poised with her finger on the 999when he re-appeared. he was slightly bedraggled, 22 stone lighter, and smelled faimtly of cherry blossom and old bin bags. the Prof. remained fairly tight-lipped about his whereabouts for the next 72 years until his death in 1876.

he then revealed an album of pictoral reminders from those missing weeks.

an example from the Prof's stash below

http://storage.msn.com/x1pntqt_clXymMGecQp5r3GGewyrdXq7B5yRR6FlsmeuyAfok-pEEPiw0JnSKXvkPzx_Nf2zYnB_rzj9jlxQx57kwuK-fAT-2vER_A5yLuhY8A
 
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