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The Lucky Shoes

by 'Mad Marty' Wilson |  Published: Aug 01, 2009


by “Mad Marty” Wilson This is a sad story, but at least it’s got a happy ending.  The year was 1972, and I was attending Pendeford high school. We had a song that went, “We are the Pendefords, we are a load of thugs.”  And we were a load of thugs. I used to sit next to a lad called Robert Hill. Robert Hill wasn’t the sharpest tool in the box, but he was a good lad and we went through a lot together; we were in the football team and the rounders team, but Robert never ever had any luck. This is the bad luck he had.    When Robert was a lad at school, his father got killed. An airplane crashed into a house, the chimney splintered everywhere, Robert’s father hid under a tree and the brick from the chimney hit a branch, and the branch dropped on his ...

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