>> I guarantee that a lot of us were thinking precisely the same thing. I suspect a lot of us thought exactly the same thing as Anne did, too... Regards, Jan ---------------------------------------- > Date: Fri, 5 Apr 2013 15:46:06 +0100 > From: denscanis@yahoo.co.uk > To: essex-uk@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [Ess] Dating telegraph poles... > > > > > > Hi Anne > > Smile - it's Friday! The way the query was worded was asking for that precise reply, and George was the only one brave enough to do it, though I guarantee that a lot of us were thinking precisely the same thing. Life is too short to be serious all the time, and smiling is so good for you. Pour yourself a glass of wine and relaaaaaaaax. > > Take care > > John >

On 05/04/2013 16:58, Jan R wrote: >>> I guarantee that a lot of us were thinking precisely the same thing. > I suspect a lot of us thought exactly the same thing as Anne did, too... > > Regards, > > Jan To get us all back on the same track, but at the almost unavoidable risk of still offending someone or other, the website I mentioned has an amusing explanation for the source of telegraph 'poles' (http://www.telegraphpoleappreciationsociety.org/General/whence-they-came.html): "The Orkney Isles are the source of most of the UK's telegraph poles. Telegraph Pole Farming is a mainstay of the economy in these harsh northern isles. The posts seen here are nearly ready for harvesting. Every autumn, migrant workers from Eastern Europe work night and day picking only the tallest, creosotey poles with the most succulent insulator fruit..." ...such as dates? Lawrence The following rhyme is from the 1930s film classic The Thirty Nine Steps (not the recent remake) - from the scene with two salesmen in a railway carriage - except they didn't go any further than the second line. At least it's Essex-related. There once was a woman from Ongar Who decided to go out with a Conga When asked how'ds it feel To go out with an eel, She said Just like a man, only [.....]