Saturday, 9 April 2011
The metropolis that is North Nibley
But that's not what Nibley monument is about for me. I've not been there for quite a few years now but the memories I have of that place still remain. The times I trudged up that spiral staircase tripping my nuts off in the dead of night. Bouncing around on mountain bikes speeding my tits off or sitting in the top doing hot knife after hot knife (I suspect noting like the hot knives they probably did William Tyndale with).
These were good times in my life, good times with good friends. Some that are still with us, some that are so very sadly gone. I can't help thinking if the youth of today are still clambering to the top of that old girl and making memories that will last a life time. I hope so.
Posted by Dobbo at 9:52 pm