Originally Posted by Garage Joe:
Yes the garage used to be Tony Earnshaw's. He worked with my Dad before he took on the garage. You won 't be old enough to remember the old 45's, copies of hit discs, recorded by other people, and given away with so many gallons. That was the nearest participating garage to our house.
The Indian used to be a pub, The Busby Stoop, which had a cursed chair which only the very foolish would sit in. On the other side of the road is the Old Skipton aerodrome populated during the war by desirable Canadian officers, who attracted many local women, including my Mum. There have been a few reunions over the years.
More importantly a couple of miles up the road you can buy Austin Reed clothing at knockdown prices. I probably haven't mentioned it, but we have been there the last two Sundays to buy various items including a couple of pairs of fine cords.
When you say 45's, I remember having a vinyl album called "Stars on 45" and each side was a continuous melody of covers, my friends and I used to have great fun dancing evenings away in the study while listening to that. I remember A side started with "stars on 45 keep on burning in your mind, but we can work it out remember twist and shout". Am I showing my age?
I had guessed the restaurant across the way used to be a pub, because trust me, had it still been a pub I would have waited in there for Mr C.
Plus I did notice the Austin Reed place when I was rescued and we were on our way to our destination of Kirbymoorside. I look forward to going now, not just to see the family but for our stay at one of the local pubs, food is great, atmosphere is lovely (no music) and one member of staff always keeps me up far too late once all have retired. Every time we go he says to me "please move here".
So Joe was your Father a Canadian officer who stayed?