Post 231

Down Remembering Lane

Older readers will surely recall a weekly visitor to the town, know as ‘The Hern Man’.

This seller of fish would arrive in the village every Saturday morning to peddle his wares, setting up his little stall and calling out his unique and difficult to understand litany of high-pitched phrases.

Just to think that strange smelling men standing about the street, screaming gibberish at the tops of their voices on a Saturday, is now a thing of the past.


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