Thomas William Casper

One early July morning, I along with my brother-in-law Alfred and his young son went for a spot of fishing on the outskirts of York.

Shortly before midday, a huge storm erupted and we ran for cover under a large bush far from the riverside. However, no sooner had we escaped from the torrential down pour – there was a huge flash of lightening and a crash of thunder!

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