‘I’m sure your friend will get the gist.’‘Do you know the Bath area?’‘Yes I was stationed there for a couple of years.’‘Stationed?’ Jake asked.‘The army Butty Bach, did five years in Battlesbury, near Warminster.’‘You have been about a bit.’ Jake smiled. ‘Still that will come in useful now, all that survival stuff. I suppose that’s where the campfire and the cooking came from.’‘Nope.’ Yanto smiled. ‘That came from Newport train station.’‘Eh, Newport station?’ Jake was confused.‘After I came out of the army I stayed with my best mate Mags for a few months, he lived in Rogerstone. He ran a greasy spoon at the train station, platform 3.’‘On my God I can remember that, when I used to stay with my parents we would sometimes catch the train into Newport.’‘Rumbletums was the name of it. Crazy days.’ Yanto looked skywards temporarily reminiscing. ‘Finish work by two o'clock, then over the road to the Greyhound pub for an afternoon session.
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