A Lad from Featherstone

  I had my first Covid jab, four weeks ago! I felt shit for two weeks and now dealing with other shit but that's for later. My jab was in the Haynes International Motor Museum, in a separate area normally used for corporate entertainment. After a fifteen minute wait, to make sure I didn't froth at the mouth etc, I was directed to to fire exit.  I stood at the edge of a field, my head was spinning, my legs felt weak but not from the jab! A deja vous moment indeed. I had stood on the same spot some 25 years earlier - my company, Lamberts Chartered Surveyors, placed an add on the back  page of Inter City magazine -every first class compartment on UK rail network -and the only response came from a man called John Haynes. We met on the spot I was now standing, the land had been zoned for residential development - bingo my initial reaction- but John had other ideas, he wanted a change of use to build a museum. Many visits and £30,000 in fees, later we shook hands for the last time. H