Happy Days

A Memory of Haskayne.

The main memory that I have is growing up in a small village with lots of friends, the pear tree wall will last in my memory for ever, the meeting place for all, playing football on the green, fathers aginst the children, everyone was happy them days.
Going swiming in the canal during the summer holidays, snow drifts in the winter as high as a telephone mast, the smell of the tar as the men relaid the road.

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