In 1955 when I was 10 years old my Dad took me camping at Arbroath and for the whole week I was so ill with a tummy bug that eventually a local doctor had to be called to our tent. I remember a large number of campers, including the campsite owner, had gathered around and were observing me with grave concern. Fortunately I recovered ...Read full memory
When I was fifteen we moved back to Arbroath from Canada. My sister and I went to the dancing for the first time. I just loved it, and my dad was always good at giving me a sub to get in. That's when I found out that my dad was dancing daft. So I took after him. I will never forget the great times I had at the Marein ballroom and ...Read full memory
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