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#220 Jonny Forty Seven Seconds

Lives shattered and changed forever. No one won, everyone lost.

Jonny

Forty Seven Seconds

That’s all it took.

Lives shattered and changed forever. No one won, everyone lost.

This isn’t a tale of self pity, I am deservedly here – even after eighteen years

If only. If only I’d been five minutes late our paths would not have crossed, but they did.

This could happen to almost anyone I think. Call it a tragic fate. Don’t think so. I am a father, son, brother, uncle, cousin to many.

I have an academic and business background I was a professional in my field. I had a beautiful house with my wife in Alwoodley

I used to drop into The Roundhay Fox for a bite, then walk around Tropical World. I`d call into San Carlo’s, then shop on Street Lane. I’d buy some snacks from Sainsbury’s then picnic by the lake.

These were my weekends bookending the Monday to Friday monotony. Except for the forty seven seconds how different was my life to yours?

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The beauty of being in a company of older performers is the kaleidoscopic range of real-life experiences that they bring to the table. These experiences cover everything from the vivid and strange world of childhood, to the unexpected late awakenings of old age. Take our newest batch of anecdotes, for example. These new stories are delightfully diverse: from the earthly, sensual joy of baking bread, to the cosmic dreams of outer space; from an unnerving encounter with a poltergeist, to the risqué glories of adult pleasure products and burlesque. Running as a rich theme throughout, is the possibility of love, and the simple wonder of human connection. As one writer tells us, in her story of funeral rites and flirting, “Amidst death, life goes on”, and indeed it does, delightfully so.

Edited by Barney Bardsley

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#220 Jonny Forty Seven Seconds

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