A word of advice: never buy shares in the bookmark industry, if such a things exists. Nobody uses them. During the last few months I have come across one object that was specifically designed as a bookmark. The remaining 99% have been scraps of paper, newspaper cuttings, tickets, leaflets and photographs. I feel like a detective, sifting through pieces of evidence. Here are this week's clues:
On the back of this photo, someone has written "Early Mills. Witney. Aug 1938". It is a great picture and I'm not sure if this reproduction does it justice. Apparently welding excites some people. When I worked at the original Waterstone's in the mid-90s, a man stormed out of a Fay Weldon event because he'd been under the impression that the evening was about welding.
They say that there is someone for everyone and I think that this picture supports that view.
This is a weird photo. The distance and perspective makes it look as if two extremely small teddy boys are fighting in a tiny stream. This looks a little like one of those Victorian fake 'elves captured on camera' shots. Or maybe not.
It's sobering to think that this little girl has probably lived a whole life and died of old age many years ago.
A medal, but from whom and for what?
Finally, an enigmatic piece of advice that has a slightly disturbing undertone:
What does Roy do? Is there a laying on of hands, or a simple cup of tea? The one thing that life has taught me is to never trust people called Danny or Roy, so I would approach the caravan with some trepidation.