I was having a chat with my friend Susan the other week. I have been friends with her since I was old enough to play in the street!! 3 years old!! She is 3 years older than me but we used to go to the same primary school.
Her Mum had a friend 'Uncle Harry' He was a chauffeur for someone and occassionally he would pop in early in the morning for a quick cuppa.
One morning he offered us a lift to school. I remember this car as being very big, but as I was probably very small I thought maybe my memory deceived me, so thats why I started chatting to Sue about it.
A quick phone call to her Mum established that Harry drove a Bentley Princess in his occupation as a chauffeur, so in all probability, the car WAS big. It had leather seats and was very shiney and well kept. (As you would expect!)
We had a right old laugh imagining what we must have looked like, pulling up at this old 2 story, East London school in a Bentley! Then 'Uncle Harry' would get out in his smart uniform, open the door for us and give a little nod as we climbed out and made our way into the play ground.
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Strangely enough, my wedding car was a "Bentely Princess". Little did we know back then that we'd be living right on top of the factory that makes them, eh?
Oops... that should have been "Bentley", of course. How embarrassing. Living in Crewe, I should at least know how to spell the name of the damned things! (Gas Guzzlers!)
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