thought we had a thread for park lane in aston..been through 20 pages and i cant find one...maybe i am thinking of park road...
park lane aston looking towards aston cross .dated 1969
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Aston cross brings back one particular memory that stands out more than others.
Way after I left school I worked with a girl, her name was Julie. We secretly liked each other without actually knowing what the other one thought. It must have been a good six months before Christmas. When it came to the works Xmas party Julie arrived late. There were a distinct lack of chairs I recall. I slapped my thighs with both hands as a joke; and to my surprise she took me up on it. In front of everyone she sat on my lap. That was the start of something beautiful.
Eh hum!
On our first date Julie agreed to meet me at Aston Cross. We were going for a meal.
The problem was she lived a few streets away from the Bourneville factory on the other side of the city and had no idea where Aston Cross was. However, she lived on the Outer Circle bus route... Easy peasey! Right?... Wrong!
All she had to do was ask the driver to put her down at her intended destination. The first thing that went wrong was she got the 11c instead of the 11a.
I am a stickler for punctuality. I can say, hand on heart, that I have never been late for any appointment/rendezvous in my life. I was never late for school either. Being late for my own funeral? Well that's not up to me.
So there I was waiting at the bus stop on Park Lane. She was late.
It has always been fashionable for the woman to be late. So I waited patiently. Now at that time there was a bus every ten minutes. So I played a guessing game... What bus would she be on? the third, fourth... the fifteenth?
When Julie recognized the Bourneville factory... like two hours later. She approached the driver, who had forgotten to tell her when they had reached Aston Cross. She was almost in tears. She decided to stay on the bus and went around again.
When she got there she came running into my arms and told me she didn't know what she'd have done if I hadn't have been there.
So after nearly three and a half hours I was famished.