T’other day I was rummaging through what I laughingly refer to as my filing system and I came across a substantial bundle of copy articles that I wrote for the ‘Citizen’ in the 1980’s.

Is there anyone there today who might possibly remember me? ...sounds like a lead-in to a seance, doesn’t it? but then, after all these years, I might just need one. People move on - in many senses of the expression - and I know for sure of several old friends from my Orangeville salad bar days who are no longer among us.

I still treasure the commemorative plate that I was given at my farewell dinner in 1988. It’s taken out of the cabinet and given its ritual dusting whenever I can summon up the courage and banish the vertigo to stand on a stool to reach it. I shall soon be 73, healthier than I have any right to be and scribble only for my own amusement nowadays. I did win a story competition on BBC local radio a few years ago, and on re- reading it, it’s exactly the sort of stuff I forced on an unsuspecting public in Orangeville all those years ago....Something about leopards and spots, I suppose.

Anyway, if there IS anyone around who might remember me, and to whom I don’t owe vast sums of money, a quick line would be most appreciated.

All success to the ‘Citizen’ Thank you for the time you allowed me some ink to play with.

Graham Chilton,

28, Essex Road,

Rushden, NN10 0LG

UK