The latest discovery from my bookshelf is Paul Jennings’ ‘the Living Village’, a survey of scrapbooks produced to celebrate the anniversary of the Women’s Institutes. This concerns the giant golfballs that are the early warning radar system of North Yorkshire, claimed to be in Fylingdales, but are in the adjoining parish of Lockton High Moor. Here is a poem to clarify the situation, in case you were wondering how to remember.
The world is under a misapprehension
And grave may be the outcome if it fils
To be informed by timely intervention
That Lockton High Moor isn’t Fylingdales.
Who knows what cataclysmic emanation
May strike the world, and all that it entails
Because some Early Warning radiation
Was misdirected into Fylingdales?
Therefore I beg you, sir, to raise the matter
And rouse the countryside to agitate
And Fylingdales, especially, should nattter
With Lockton Moo before it is too late.
And as for us, although we’re not si clever
And maybe haven’t travelled varry far
And dean’t set up to knaw a vast- however,
At t’varry least we do knaw where we are!
One for your next Pub quiz!
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