Sea Boots

A Memory of Hilton of Cadboll.

At the age of four I was too small to "go to sea" but being so keen to take part in all things fishing I was allowed to stand in my granda Ross's (Dote) big sea boots. I was in the front garden at Hilton on Shore Street and was proudly lowered into the boots which were folded down in half. It made a great picture and a wonderful memory for me to this day.
I also enjoyed feeding the gulls (Fulaks) one left a "calling card" on the ribbon in my hair! I decided it was safer to feed the many hens that wondered up and down the tiny street instead,

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