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When I was at the Bruche police training centre many years ago, we had what were called Ram Sammy nights,
One evening a week, the large dining hall became a temporary theatre, where police students took turns to entertain everyone. I attended with my room-mate Harry, from Lancashire.
Around 23 years ago, I was on holiday in Spain with my wife, staying with a friend.
One day a couple approached us, needing directions. The man chatted on, telling us that, five years previously, he had retired from the police force after 30 years' service, but when he first joined he was in a Lancashire borough police force.
I told him that I retired at the same time, having served in a Lancashire borough police force, so we must have been training about the same time, in 1958.
Jokingly, he said, "I think my transfer was accepted as I was a good tenor and they wanted a tenor in the police choir."
Something jangled in my brain. I said, "When you were at Bruche did you have a friend named Harry Hurst?" I knew by then that Harry had served in the same borough force as he had. He replied, "Yes."
I went on: "One Ram Sammy night, while at Bruche, did you come and join Harry and me?"
"Yes, I believe I may have."
"You then sang On The Street Where You Live, from My Fair Lady?"
"You are correct."
"Your voice was so good that the commandant requested you sing I'll Join The Legion, a Josef Locke song."
"Yes, he did."
"When you finished, you got a standing ovation!"
We were each dumbfounded that such a coincidence had occurred in a small Spanish seaside village.
~ Albert Short, Blackpool
One evening a week, the large dining hall became a temporary theatre, where police students took turns to entertain everyone. I attended with my room-mate Harry, from Lancashire.
Around 23 years ago, I was on holiday in Spain with my wife, staying with a friend.
One day a couple approached us, needing directions. The man chatted on, telling us that, five years previously, he had retired from the police force after 30 years' service, but when he first joined he was in a Lancashire borough police force.
I told him that I retired at the same time, having served in a Lancashire borough police force, so we must have been training about the same time, in 1958.
Jokingly, he said, "I think my transfer was accepted as I was a good tenor and they wanted a tenor in the police choir."
Something jangled in my brain. I said, "When you were at Bruche did you have a friend named Harry Hurst?" I knew by then that Harry had served in the same borough force as he had. He replied, "Yes."
I went on: "One Ram Sammy night, while at Bruche, did you come and join Harry and me?"
"Yes, I believe I may have."
"You then sang On The Street Where You Live, from My Fair Lady?"
"You are correct."
"Your voice was so good that the commandant requested you sing I'll Join The Legion, a Josef Locke song."
"Yes, he did."
"When you finished, you got a standing ovation!"
We were each dumbfounded that such a coincidence had occurred in a small Spanish seaside village.
~ Albert Short, Blackpool
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