General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

One of his stories was,
One night I was flying down little Lane on my bike and was fast approaching the metal fencing at the bottom when, I realized I was not going to stop, So I disembarked from my bike and did a few rolls to slow myself down, the bike crashed into the fence and al l my belongings was scattered in Little lane, some in the fence and some in Warrington road, So Igot them all back together then, I noticed a taxi driver laughing his 8ollix off and eating a pie,
Perhaps that taxi driver was Tommy 2 tittiers, ???

he won't hold that against Tommy because when he was at the shops he once told me the Wigan taxi drivers, and emphasized the word WIGAN, often ' help him out' when they stop for cigs where he was,