Fools Gold And Castles

A Memory of Dover.

I can look back to sunny days and my uncle helping us to collect fools gold at St Margaret at Cliff. Auntie Alice would pack up a picnic and we would take a ride in the car (I can't remember what type) and we would sit down on the beach, I think it was cobbles, I don't remember any sand. We would spend a couple of weeks of our school holidays with Alice and Jeff, it probably gave mum and dad a bit of peace and quiet. We would be taken to lots of local sites. There was a park and it had a river flowing through it, I think there were some ruins or old walls but I can't remember the name, it really was a very happy time. I would have been about 8, so I am guessing at 1978, could have been 79.

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