I remember coming out of a pub in a place called windy gates half pissed
And walking in front of a land rover with a lady in a hed scarf.
Who had stoped to let me cross apparently she had been at Falkland palice.
Apparently although it was not a official residence she visited regularly in the 80s
And done lead a normal life whare ever posibile
The car was followed by a range rover
Bill
And walking in front of a land rover with a lady in a hed scarf.
Who had stoped to let me cross apparently she had been at Falkland palice.
Apparently although it was not a official residence she visited regularly in the 80s
And done lead a normal life whare ever posibile
The car was followed by a range rover
Bill