[mobertol]

Originally Posted by garinda

I used to love going to the tip with my Dad when I was a child. Rooting for things.

I was so exited when I brought home my brand new wheel chair.

How my friends loved to push me up and down Stanhill Lane.

It was shortly after this I was told I would be allowed a bike after all.

You are so irreverent at times G, I really did work at the tip! I was like Mary, Mary quite contrary -i had vegetable gardens planted on three different sites in Liverpool, I had to monitor growth and harvest the various crops planted and test them for the presence of heavy metals. To keep the Totters from nicking the veg we had to put up skull and cross-bone notices (painted very un-artistically by me!) as many couldn't read and in the end most of the stuff really was poisonous.

I see that the victim up at Whinney Hill has been named and was so young-presumably they'll soon be able to say how he died...if he was there "Totting" it wil be a warning to others to stay clear.