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BernardR
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When I was born we lived on Yardley Wood Road in the first Council House from Swanshurst Lane, opposite to Swanshurst Park,
My Dad was a Milkman following being discharged from the Army. One day he brought home a big block of ‘Dry Ice’ and chucked it into the Pool opposite where it started to return to a gaseous state rather rapidly. Dad sauntered back home and watched the fun from the front window. The Dry Ice was bubbling away like billy-oh with passers by looking on in horror. Soon the police were called from just up the road and then the Army arrived. By the time they got there of course the Dry Ice had disappeared into the atmosphere.
Dad was laughing fit to burst whilst Mom was in a panic in case anyone told the police who had done it.
My Dad was a Milkman following being discharged from the Army. One day he brought home a big block of ‘Dry Ice’ and chucked it into the Pool opposite where it started to return to a gaseous state rather rapidly. Dad sauntered back home and watched the fun from the front window. The Dry Ice was bubbling away like billy-oh with passers by looking on in horror. Soon the police were called from just up the road and then the Army arrived. By the time they got there of course the Dry Ice had disappeared into the atmosphere.
Dad was laughing fit to burst whilst Mom was in a panic in case anyone told the police who had done it.