Thanks Hollins for loving my story. Heres another one from the same time and place. New Years Eve 1957. Banks always worked often until 2 or 3 a.m. on that night--every single account had to be "ruled off" and every mortal thing had to be balanced. We in Barclays in Conwy did well and we finished about 10 p.m. The Manager was so pleased he said come on I'll buy everyone a drink in the Castle. He had suffered a stroke as a fairly young man and hadnt had any strong drink for months. It went to his head and he stumbled in the bar and knocked over a four foot high pile of pennies for charity, all sticky from beer. Then I was fancying the young female waitress and stayed long after the others had left. So, at 2 oclock in the morning I found myself walking back to Colwyn Bay where I lived. I got as far the Black Cat and I thought "Ive got to be back in work in five hours, so I turned around and went back to the bank in Conwy, let myself in, turned on a convector type of heater which gave out a dull red glow, and crashed out asleep on the carpet in the managers office. Unfortunately the door to the Managers room had a frosted glass panel in it. Around six in the morning the daily cleaning lady let herself in, saw the glow in the glass, peered through and saw a body lying on the floor. Next thing she was screaming down Conwy High Street "Theres a body, help, help, someones done themselves in." Needless to say that didnt go down very well with the Bank Manager. No wonder I never got any promotion. Mike By the way this is 100 percent true, there are probably still some Conwy residents who could vouch for it.
