Its been a while since we’ve heard; ‘Six fer a pound yer gas lighters!’ in that loud catch all the surrounding areas tone. Sadly we won’t be hearing it again.
I have no idea what the mans name was only that going into Lancaster shopping would necessitate hearing ‘Six fer a pound yer gas lighters’ and watching him energetically sell toys and lighters and all manner of things.
He hasn’t been shouting since I got back from Japan, apparently he was quiet for sometime before. Now I wish to announce that a man I never knew has died and I shall miss him. Apparently it was liver failure according to the Sea Otter. Lancaster is sometimes a very small town and one less voice makes a difference to me.