Saturday 4 March 2017

(B/C) - Ring out the Old and Ring in the New - The Toorington Bells - A story of everyday life in the village of Toorington - Andrew Roberts

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THE TOORINGTON BELLS - 
 ANDREW ROBERTS - He Always Followed Himself


It is often said it is jobs that make people. This can sometimes be true. But, Andrew Roberts is himself because of himself. He's a man who always followed himself, and everything else simply followed after him. And, when Andrew Roberts first came to Toorington he was part of a package and only 18.

And, being 18 and new in a village was no easy thing. The little village of Toorington was, to someone from London, a very strange place. And, the package that Andrew Roberts was part of was his family. His father had got a new job in the south-west of England, and Toorington was not only nice, but good value as well. Houses, in those days, were cheap. And so, there was Andrew Roberts, all alone and a long way from London and the friends he had left. But, Andrew Roberts soon saw the potential that Toorington had and wasted no time.

To begin with, Andrew Roberts got a job mucking out pigs on a farm. And, being mechanically minded, was soon spending more and more time repairing the tractors and other machines on the farm. And, the farmer was happy and the pay was more than OK. And, Andrew saved and saved and saved. He had an idea and a plan. And, so it was that Andrew bought his first second-hand tractor. And then, after just one very small ad in the paper, Andrew sold his first second-hand tractor for a very nice profit. And, Andrew never looked back. Within just a very short time, he had become very well known. His tractors, it was said, were very good bargains. Business was great and growing all the time. And, that's how Andrew started his business.

But, of course, life wasn't only work, there was family, too. Andrew fell in love and married a very nice girl and her name was June. And, she was local. And, that was perfect. Andrew Roberts had arrived! He was now one of the locals. And, Andrew and June had three wonderful children. A girl and two boys. And, it was Andrew's daughter Emma who caused Andrew's first business upset. It was the first Saturday in June. Emma was ten at the time, and Andrew was running a stall at the Annual Toorington Sale. And, there he was selling little stuffed toys. A thing he did every year.

And, it was whilst Andrew was enjoying his lunch in the Toorington Arms that Emma paid him a visit. She needed twenty five pounds. She had just found just the right things for great Christmas presents on a stand at the Toorington Sale. Andrew gave Emma the money and carried on enjoying his lunch; a very good friend was looking after his stall so all would be well. And, it was later that night when Andrew discovered the terrible truth! Emma had bought fifteen very expensive little blue horses from his very own stand! And, worse still, they were his best moving products. Everyone wanted one. It couldn't be true. Andrew had, and without even knowing it, spent a big part of his profits on fifteen little stuffed horses from China. He had given them away with his very own money! But, what could he do? Nothing! Emma was happy and, to help Andrew feel better, June made a nice cup of hot tea. And, of course, everyone thought the whole thing hilarious. But, that was all a long time ago.

And now, all these years later, Andrew's two sons are now running the business and doing very well. Which is of course perfect. Andrew and June now have the time for going to dances. And, they have even won one or two cups. But, despite their dancing successes, June still rides her horse Peggy and Andrew still buys and sells second hand tractors, but now on a much smaller scale. Life hasn't changed, it's just become different.


It is often said it is jobs that make people. This maybe true. But, it was Andrew Roberts who made many many jobs for very many people down in the south-west of England. Andrew Roberts, a popular man down in the village of Toorington. Andrew Roberts – he always followed himself.




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