A few weeks back I reblogged a post Firenze fashions, about a day in the life of an Insurance clerk. I only did 3 posts about my time with the Hartford Fire Ins Co, was going to be just 2 but the second was getting a bit messy so I split it, anyway here’s Part on of a post entitled “cuppa tea”
Part 2 will follow almost immediately or later depending………….
During the frolic entitle “Firenze Fashion” I made mention of a small group from the “Hartford” and our local, pub that is; It normally consisted of just four of us. Bob Moss, the claims manager, the ex-RAAF pilot, Keith; right at this moment Keith’s surname is escaping me, when it comes to me I’ll let you all know what it was..
It was thinking about Keith and the last time we met. It’s more than 35 years since I met him, by chance, at a pub in Dee Why, where else would I meet up with an old drinking partner?
He told me then, that he had cancer, I think that he is no longer with us!
An ex NSW policeman, who gave up the force, when his request for going unarmed was denied. He moved south to Melbourne, where the police were unarmed; and got himself a job with…
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