* a collection of stories and memories, in no particular order, from the life and times of John Clarke, who served as a policeman in the Australian Police Force, a great practical joker, he also had a great affinity with people and wildlife, was a champion swimmer, snooker player, loved golf, still loves fishing and is also an artist. I hope you enjoy his recollections - cheers, karin (his daughter)
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Carl Caras' Cafe was a terrific greek cafe at Totty (Tottenham). I went in there for a milkshake and sucked a long piece of something through the straw so that the bottom of the whatever (string-like thing) was down in my stomach and it's top was coming out my mouth and down the straw - I was sick all over the cafe floor. Carl offered me a fresh milkshake but I refused his offer.
Another time, a little kid came out of Carl's shop with ann icecream cone and the icecream fell out onto the footpath and there were four little legs and a tail sticking out.
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