IT JUST ISN'T CRICKET
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A leather armchair – the only one in the place – miraculously became vacant just at the right moment and Walter lowered his eighteen stone mass into it. If chairs had souls, as per Victor Hugo and his Reincarnation theory, this particular one, having drawn the short straw once again, was thereby destined to rack up a goodly number of credit points on the promotional trail. Who knows what it might be next time round? High Court Judge? Pope? President of the United States? History has shown that anything is possible, and there’s certainly no denying that its present method of meeting the public can only stand it in very good stead in dealing with lawyers and politicians.
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About the Book
This little book continues the story of the Lizzie, a tiny community around the site of the old coal mine of the same name in a corner of North West Durham. Its original stalwarts have long since gone, but, as a native of this village, I like to think that their spirit and resilience live on. Perhaps the indulgent reader would care to take this small volume in conjunction with one of my earlier offerings, "The Sum of Two Squares", thereby acquiring a fuller picture of this little mining community of years gone by. Cecil Johnson, March 2012
About the Author
Cecil Johnson served as a secondary school teacher for forty years, twenty-five of which as headmaster of a comprehensive school. After taking early retirement, he now lives on his farm in County Durham. His main leisure-time interests include classical music and landscape painting. He also devotes much of his time to promoting the interests of the Clan Johnston/Johnstone Association (U.K.), holding the office of U.K. Commissioner to the Clan Chief.