Oh The Good Old Days

I was born in Dundee, there were five in our family and we lived in a 2 roomed flat. My Dad worked in the mill and also in South Africa, we were going to follow him there, we had all our jabs and things, Mum changed her mind, so Dad came home in 1952, I wish I could relive it all again. We then moved to a little place about 20 miles from Blackpool, which was alright I suppose.

I 'd like to come back to my roots, I uses to love running up the old Steeple when I was at St John's, Tay Street, we were the first to move to the brand new school at Harefield Road and I used to go to my Gran's in Beechwood for my dinner. Oh the good old days.