1965, the year that changed my life
Holiday in Scarborough — Day Five
Thursday afternoon, 22nd July 1965
1. On the Thursday afternoon, we were in Scarborough town — the camp was a few miles out of town — and I met up with Ann Fenton, the attractive blonde from Blackburn, who was a little older than I, perhaps a year. We went in a photograph booth and had four photos taken, with the obligatory snog in two of them. She took two away and so did I, so we each had a “non-snog” and a “snog” one.
Thursday evening, 22nd July 1965
2. That evening, we all had a trip out in the camp coach to Peasholm Park. We were singing choruses, like: “If you’re saved and you know it, clap your hands” — clap, clap! — and “I’ve got a mansion just over the hilltop”. The trip included a walk round the illuminated Chinese-style wood on the island in the middle of the lake. On the coach back to the camp, though — disappointingly — Ann was giving her attentions to some other boys on the back seat.Holiday in Scarborough — Day Seven
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