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I had a waggle to my walk.

I saw an advert over Easter 1956 for the Star Walk on Whit Tuesday, a big road walk race. I decided to enter.

"Eey up, Tony, that lad of thine has passed our house three times this week waddling his bloody arse," said miner Tommy Lunn, ribbing my dad.

I needed to waggle my hips in an exaggerated style to rpace. I'd build up such that when I finished I'd for 20 yards. Weird but true.

I could also fly down football but was let docontrol. I played on the appropriately enough.


walk this sway Dennis during his 1956 race

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Publication:The Mirror (London, England)
Date:Sep 12, 2014
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