Way back in 2013, I wrote a brief throwaway piece about a day trip to Wroxham – ‘Gateway to the Norfolk Broads’ – a town entirely given over to those who like to mess about in boats and those who service them. I called it Roy’s Town because we were baffled by the dominance of what seemed to be some bloke called Roy – Roys Supermarket, Roys Pharmacy, Roys Toys, Roys Garden Centre, Roys Car Park. Note the missing apostrophes. Tut, tut.
Last week, the long dead and buried post attracted fresh attention. This happens now and again, usually without rhyme or reason. But not this time. BBC East – Auntie Beeb’s local news hereabouts – featured one of those newfangled ‘influencers’ who was also baffled by Roy’s riches. He posted about it on TikTok.
Riding on his coat-tails, my post got a few hundred extra hits. He got millions. Such is life.
Perking the Pansies 
When I read all the “Roys” my first thought was: Jack knows better than that! Then I saw your comment and laughed aloud.
There’s a small café in Hatch, New Mexico. This little town is known as the chile capital of the United States. Each year they have a chile festival. I’ve attended a few times, and sampled all kinds of things with chilies.
I have also passed through many times and always stop at my favorite restaurant there and shop for chile specialties like green chile peanut brittle.
Anyway I walked into this café with a friend of mine who is extremely Catholic and from Massachusetts, the home state of long ago President Jack Kennedy. We spotted a huge photograph of Jack and Jackie.
My friend was enchanted and talked about being raised Catholic. She talked about the photos of Jack and Jackie in her house, her grandparent’s house, her aunt and uncle’s house, and in houses throughout her Catholic neighborhood.
When we left the café, we renamed it the Dead Kennedys. That was 20 years ago, and I still stop in at the Dead Kennedys when I pass through Hatch, and I will never refer to it by any other name.
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What a fabulous story! Liam loves it, being a (long-fallen) Irish Catholic.
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Driving through Mexico there are many “Taller” signs and Lisa used to wonder who this guy Taller was. Well in Spanish it’s pronounced Ty-yair and means workshop, usually a mechanic. Lol
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As in tyre, I guess (or tire, as you would spell it)?
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