My name is Rob Cleary, I used to stay with my grandparents in no 102 Jewel cottages near portobello.
My grandfathers name was Bob Cleary & my father James. They were kean bowlers & my grandad played for Scotland back
in the late 50s untill the late 60s. The people I remember is Mrs Buchan whol used to run the local salvation army for the
kids, Mrs Gallacher, the Miller family, Aunti Chrissie. The Gentles.
Let me know if you knew any of these people. My dad still lives in Edinburgh near Joppa with his
wife Agnes & still winning at the bowels.
Great hearing from you.
My aunti has a few photos and I think still one
of the Jewel cottages from the bridge looking down towards the lower end by the miners club.My cousins are coming over in
Feb for my birthday, so I'll ask them to bring them with them. I have a few old photos with me standing in my ripped
jumper outside my house in the Jewel. A few other names I remeber were the Conners who had girl twins, Jenkins who went to
live in Bingham, the McGlynns Danny the father, Rina the mom, Danny the son, Pat McGlynn & John McGlynn (Pat eventually
joined the "Bay City Rollers if you remeber them. The Gilroys, Andre Cherry (bowler), Tam Murry who used to play for the Jewel
Violet football team, Tam Holleran who used to do the pigeon thing. Katie Baily who was Tams step mom. Dick & Richard
who used to live on "the other side" as we called it of the Jewel, they used to breed budjies.
I remember the onion johnny as we called him who
used to ride round on a bycycle with strings of onions attached to his handle bars, & the toffee apple man that used
to come round in his wooden wheel barrow, the junk man who used to collect all the old clothing for a goldfish if you were
lucky. The Jewel Violet playing field was directly opposite my house & I could watch the game from my window.
From Steve McKinlay New Zealand
Hi there Scott,
My name is Steven McKinlay. I've lived in Wellington virtually all my life but my "heritage" is in
the Craigmillar Niddrie district.
My dad is Dave McKinlay and my great uncle (Jimmy MacKinlay) was involved in bringing the Klondyke to a
standstill before the second world war fighting for miners rights. It's my only claim to fame (and here's me hoping
to inherit a bloody castle or something).
Anyway, was pleased to find your site - I've forwarded to my dad. I'm sure he'll be very interested in some
of your photography. Great stuff - would love to see more.
Hoping to get out your way in June -
From Dave McKinlay New Zealand
Hi Scott just had this web site forwarded to me from my son Steve and enjoyed
reading and looking through your pictures, yes it has brought fond memories back to me although I didn't live in Craigmiller
I was from Newcraighall and lived in Bingham then moved to 170 Niddrie Rd at the bridge next to the Jewel
Cottages but went to Niddrie Marischal from 1950-54 I had a lot of class mates from around Craigmiller. When we lived
in Bingham we used to have some ding dong battles with the catholic boys coming from St John's school Portobello,
we would run into each other around the tunnel, there were some tough boys among those catholics one family that comes to
mind were the Devlins Leo in paticular, well it was all part of growing up I suppose, there was the Gannons, my mother and
Mrs Gannon used to scrub Niddrie Mill school floors no vynil in those days all timber floors, hard work.
I left Niddrie Rd to come to New Zealand in 65 and often talk to my work mates here
about The Marischal and how it was a school that was well ahead of its time with practical class facilities, metal
work and woodwork even the gym with Jake Rennolds the PE. teacher and Miss Merrilees who took the girls, Chalmer's our english
teacher, the school dinners too oh! so many memories, I could go on forever Thanks I've enjoyed it .
Niddrie Rd. I think its now called Duddingston Rd.East it started at the cross roads
at Niddrie Mill the Wisp Newcraighall and Niddrie Mains, there used to be a Co.operative store I can't remember
if it was Portobello or St Cuthberts and also a pub and I think that was called the Marischal Arms or the Marchall Arms.
The block 3 story we lived in was the last one before you went through the tunnel to the Jewel cottages it was on a
45 degree angle to the road we lived in the middle right hand side. My uncle Bill McKinlay lived above the shops at Hay
Drive and was there for a good many years before they moved to Duddingston off Milton Rd. I can tell you what else was there
before you went through the tunnel to the Jewel the was a tin hut shop on the right hand side dead opposite from where we
lived and it was called Fords and sold great pies, god if there is anything I miss it's a good Scottish pie gee ma mooth's
fair waterin thinking of it. My father worked in the Klondyke and liked to have a bet on the horses the bookie was called
Wee Jimmy and stood at the Niddrie side of the Tunnel this ofcourse was before betting shops were set up and betting became
legal, it was always a nightmare putting his bet on, the thought of running into those tough catholic boys from Niddrie who
would have pinched the money of me lucky for me it never happend I was a fairly good runner anyway. The only one
of the Gannons I remember was Joe he was a nice guy I got on well with him I think he had a couple of sisters I think
one was called Tereasa. Well Scott I am going on a bit getting carried away here, thanks again for answering, didn't
expect it. Regards Dave
My sister and I were born in Portobello and have some interest in your photographs of Niddrie.
We spent many happy days of our childhood in this area untill we left for Australia in 1952. We and our gang used to go under
the railway bridge up to the Wisp and as far as Woolmet.Lots of Saturdays were spent having picnics up at OUR castle at Craigmillar.
Hazel Brown Vangi Barnacle-Watts
I am married and my wife and I live at Elanora in the City of Gold
Congratulations on a very good site. I found it when I was researching
the origins of my grandfather, William
[Wul] Anderson Gilchrist Gibson.
He was born in Inveresk and I understand he spent his boyhood in the
in Niddrie Mill. My great grandparents owned two cottages
with the parents living in a cottage called “Ash Glen”
and his married
older sister and husband living the neighbouring cottage. The cottages
were not far from the school.
My greatgrandfather worked in the coal
mine and his profession was that of engine driver [whatever that may be].
was a tragic family. There were 10 children in the family of which 6
died from TB. Wul and two of his siblings emigrated
to “The Dominions”
to escape the curse.
Wul emigrated to Australia and spent most of his working life
He was married with a family of two when his father died and he was
requested to return to Scotland “to
settle some family business”. So,
the family packed up and back to Scotland they went. They lived in
for about 18 months before they decided to return to Australia.
However, in the meantime, my mother attended school in
Some years ago, my wife and I holidayed in Britain and we visited my
mother’s cousin, Rita <now
deceased> living in Musselburgh. While we
were there, we went and saw the school that both my grandfather and
attended and the old family cottages. <I do have a photo that we
took of the school and can scan it and send it to
you via Email, it you
would like to see it>.
Recently my mother died and I “inherited” her uncle
Tam’s bible. This
was Thomas William Seggie Gibson who was only 24 years old when he died
from TB. He must have
been a bit of a character and I doubt whether he
did much study of the bible as he has drawings and notes in the fly
of the book.
Now comes the mystery, to me at least! Tam has his address as “Ash Glen
I wonder whether Niddrie Mill was at one stage
considered part of Portobello.
just wanted to say i dont have any pics of my days growing up in
niddrie,but i will
tell you iv'e got lots of memories,if i may i'll give
you some memories,maybe other folk out there will remember too..i
st francis primary school the teachers were ok in particular i remember mr
globoki (he was polish I think).mr
dillworth was the head master.one
teacher i fondly remember has to mrs lowry as we say times were hard
in the 70's she paid for me to go on a school trip i remember
it like yesterday we all went to hadrians wall and
had a really good
time,among another few teachers i remember miss rowlinson who is still
there anyone remember miss
dailly and her netball classes.not so much
myself but i remember my younger sisters going to the community centre at
mains terrace,for xmas partys they always had a big bag full of
stuff but when you got to a certain age you were too old.then
there was the
buzz of the craigmillar festival cavalcade where you would see wee faye
milligan bursting with pride
singing or being larger than life on one of
the floats and harry trowell taking photos for the festival news(now the
remember the rag and bone man and the toffee apple
man.that was the days when you could get your neighbours out to play
skipping and peevers with you.oh and there was two balls tennis balls being
bounced off a stair wall while saying
a wee rhyme.so much has changed
especially the housing which is now for the better,one thing remains though
is that there is not enough things for children to do.
i lived in niddrie mains drive then.i was born in niddrie and im
still living in the area.yes things
have changed alright.i was one person
who said i would never send my child to castlebrae high school mostly
of the reputation it had,however i did put my kids there and im glad
i did,the school has now got a lot of recognition
and awards it now has a
good image so it seems good things do come out of craigmillar not just all
bad.i was looking
through the other links and one of the photo's has the old
scout hut in it i think that may have changed to a shop as
i remember a wee
shop just before you go through the tunnel to bingham i think it was called
the cabin.also there
was a two storey building there as well i think it was
a butchers shop with a chipshop above then it was a betting shop.the
tavern is still there.but the white house pub has been shut down, has been
for some time its a listed building
and can't be knocked down.peffermill
school is no longer it was demolished to make way for new houses also
school doesn't exist, both schools merged to make make
castleview primary. the gaffe bingo is now demolished. where
used to be has houses built on it .anyone remember luca's ice cream shop on
the main road,thats closed.we
also have a new hospital built right over at
the top of craigmillar castle brae it replaced to old royal infirmary
and is still known as the royal infirmary.with all the regeneration
thats going on at the moment and in the future things
can only get
better,that regeneration includes greendykes,the
scott i hope that
you may find this useful and if you feel that i may be able to answer any
questions for you feel
free to e mail me.
i mailed you some time ago i have been really busy,i was on my sentimental day and decided to look up niddrie on internet,then
decided to mail you with my short story of growing up in niddrie.
I was born in number 4 niddrie mains drive then moved to 22 niddrie mains drive and lived there for nearly 30 years,
i went to craigmillar primary school when the head teacher was mr whittaker a very kind and understanding man( that,s my memory
of him anyway) mrs jacobs was my teacher,mrs buist was music mr mcgillvary aswell.
i loved niddrie and still do i although i dont live there anymore,i live in wishaw lanarkshire but all my family still
lives there,stewart fraser(pigeon man)his father was the coal man away before i was born,his name was jimmy fraser (bowser).my
dad stewart had a big family of brothers and sisters. my mum minnie was from the toon she was a poshy, They have a pigeon
shop now in old niddrie marischal school they have had it now for ten years.
I remember st francis school and mrs dailly,she used to take the netball team.
craigmillar primary won every match against every school hands down cause i was the centre. my best pal at school was
jackie restorick she still is and always will be,catherine clarkson, marion greenhorn,kevin motion,god it all brings back
memories and i miss each and every one of them, i wish i could see them all again and oh MRS DUNLOP she was brilliant aswell
she taught us netball i even played for scotland and won a medal.I remember all the fights with the bingham gangs through
the tunnel, ronnie miller,alex purves,kate mcCormack,louise brody i remember it all and more i love your page its brilliant
keep up the good work will write again soon.
annette fraser townsley-
Hi there Scott and Kenny
I enjoyed looking at your Niddrie site. I was neither born nor brought
there but my family was and I am doing some research (as I'm sure many
people who contact you are). My family
- the Jamiesons - lived in Niddrie
from about 1934 to the early 1970's at the same house - 19 Niddrie Mains
which is of course no longer there. I have pictures of just what
Niddrie Mains Terrace now looks like if you're
interested (taken earlier
this month), just a couple of pictures though from each end.
Anyway, the family were: Robert
(Bob) and Annie Jamieson, who before moving
to Niddrie lived in Sandport Street (where Robert had a boot repairer shop)
in Leith and Prince Regent Street before that, also in Leith. They moved to
Niddrie, I think in 1934, with their
family of 7 children in order of age,
eldest first - Isabella McRae Jamieson (Isa); Robert Peter Jamieson; Annie
Jamieson (who is my gran); Christina Thomasina Jamieson (Chrissie);
Lawrence James Jamieson (Lawrie); John Duncan Jamieson;
and finally Jessie
Jamieson (the only one remaining of the seven).
Jessie was telling me of how people would pass a
card round the stairs of
the houses, whoever had the card it was their turn to wash the common stair
and passage to
the back of the house. Women would be down on their knees
scrubbing and would scrub right up to the pavement outside.
As many of the
people who moved there came from slum clearances (so I am told) e.g.
Canongate, Grassmarket, the sanitary
inspectors would come by the houses and
could even pull back your bedlinen to check for bugs!
I'm not looking for detailed
information or pictures (but if anyone has any
that would be terrific). As you can tell, I already know a bit about
in terms of facts. What I don't know is what they were like as people,
neighbours and friends. If
anyone knew the Jamiesons I would be delighted
to hear about it.
I knew most of my grans siblings, although only briefly.
I also knew Robert
Jamieson (my great grandfather) for a short while before he died in 1973.
If anyone knew them I
would be delighted to hear about it. I'm hoping that
someone has, as the family lived there - and in the same house
probably almost 40 years and in my experience people in tight knit
communities were well acquainted with each
other when they lived there a
long time. I'm happy for you to put my email address on the site if people
to get in touch (I don't know if you would normally do that, if not
then it doesn't matter).
Thanks very much
i lived in 37 niddrie marshall place up to the age of 10.my dad john
brought me up on his own until he died in 1984.he used to
work for the cleansing and was a local at the castle tavern
and the working
mens club at the jewel.i went to greendykes primary school and the
headteacher at the time was mrs
reid.i remember she had big hair and was
quite glamorous!i remember the big black metal fence all around the school
me and my mates would pretend to be charlies angels...this was us just
running with our arms swinging foward in a windmill
like motion and talking
in american accents!then ofcourse we would play peveries or kiss cuddle and
i got impetigo playing this!!i also remember the path
leading from my house to the shops.there was a chippy a greengrocers
sure there was a bookies too??i used to play there on the green infront of
my house and this irish wolfhound
called kojak would come play with the
kids. he was a huge grey scruffy beast as big as a horse when your 6!i never
who he belonged to but i loved that dog.i remember a tarzan near the
burn it was so dangerous but thats what made it great
fun...my sister had to
take me everywhere and she hated it,she was 7 years older than me.
the best one was when she
used to take me to the gulliver she mustve been
about 14 or 15 at the time and everyone used to meet up to "bag off" in
tunnels that made up the legs and arms of the sculpture and one time i went
to run through and a glue sniffer
was there!!or snuegliffers as i called
them at the time.i also remember getting sneaked into some disco nearby god
where it was but i remember thinking it was amazing!i used to go to
brownies in a church hall near hay drive i cant remember
the name of the
Hi there my name is Allan Meek and was just wondering if you know of any pictures of Greendykes Gardens. Most of my family
were born in Niddrie but i was born in greendykes where we all grew up. We left in 1983 not long before my Dad died. I found
some pictures of the place now with the old house now long gone. If you can help in any way i would be most gratefull. Keep
up the good work and my mother also loves the pictures you have put on. Its great to look back if sometimes a little sad.
Hello my name is Pauline Bonilla (Macgregor) I was born and raised in Craigmiller, I lived in Harewood Road
unitl I was in P7 then we moved to Peffermill Rd, I lived there until I was 17 and I got the chance to come to America, I
have been here since 89, I came accross your website and wanted to let you know that you have no idea how happy I was seeing
all those pictures on there, it brings tears to my eyes, you have almost all the pictures of places I use to hang out. This
website is precouis to me. Keep it going and thank you.
I think what you have done is good,getting the niddrie folk"together", you move away but you never forget,
i lived in Niddrie Mains Drive , just by the shops, there was Charlie Combs , newsagent and sweetie shop, David Shaw's the
butcher, Keiths the grocers, and ofcourse Toni Neri the chip shop, we also had a dairy /Post office run by a miss Mckecknie,
when she died her neice Jean Prentice took over, then there was Munns , jimmy Taits, and tullocks who sold out to another
I keep reading about The beautiful laundrette, when i was living there it was Hay's the grocers,
just up from Rio cinema(later known as the County), and Young's the bakers.
We never had a "Bookie's" we had a man called David Eardley (a bookies runner) who stood on the corners of
Wauchope Place or one of the corners of the back greens Nidd Mains Dr. the Thistle Foundation was a Hay field, sometimes
potatoes were grown there.The brewery connection, there was Murrays, McEwans (Maltings), Drybourghs, Deuchars, and Maclachlans,
and the saying went like this water water every where not a drop too drink, there are soo many things i remember as
i said it was a magical place and a HAPPY place,i was born there in 1935 and grew up there went
to Craigmillar Primary, then on to the Marischal, went away to work, but always managed to get back home.
Jean Devine (nee Thomson)
Hi Scott, i said i might remember more, ,thinking of the happy times we had when we were kids in the 30,
40,and 50s the university settlement, on Niddrie Mains Ter was the hub of the community, that is where everybody used to meet,
like whist drives, oh and dont forget the beetle drives, some time there would be dances held there, the Sunday school, even
the brownies, guides , scouts and ofcourse the Boys Brigade, and during the war it was also used by the A R P, plenty of laughter,at
the side door of the building was Doctor Burnett's surgery, and on the seconed ffloor was the "Wartime Nursery", and Mrs Grady
was the caretaker of the building.
At Hay Drive there was another Hall,the Elphiston hut we also used that in the same way as the Settlement
all the ARP childrens parties were held there, i am sure there must be some people out there who will remember as i do who
might even add to your page as what you are doing is marvellous and appreciated. Where are all the people, who were there
at the same time as myself, like "the Mouats, Gannons, McGilvery,Petrie, McIvor, Gormley,Duffy,
(i know where the Lewis family are) there are some i have missed and i know they will know who they are ,
i am hoping they might get in touch with you Scott.
Jean Devine (nee Thomson)
Hi Scott and Kenny
I just wanted to congratulate you for putting together a great site. My name is Sean Gannon and I am
the son of Joe Gannon (mentioned in a wee story from Dave McKinlay) and it is nice to know my father was as much of a good
bloke back then as he is now!
I live in Australia but both my parents Joe and Maureen – (nee Laidlaw) from Niddrie Marshal - Daughter
of bookie Jimmy Laidlaw (who originally came from the town) and Nancy Laidlaw – (nee Flemming) still live in Edinburgh
and through the years I have heard many stories from my parents and other family members about growing up in and around Niddrie;
from playing football in the drying greens at the back to having fun around the freight trains or just hanging out a Luca’s
Ice Cream Parlour… Changed days from now one imagines!
It is great to see all of those pictures that you have accumulated (some of which only existed in my imagination)
but now I can see for myself what it was like. My parents have fond memories of these days and living in a real community
that stuck together and helped each other out; that seems to have disappeared these modern times. (Even I remember growing
up in Gracemount as a child and the sense of community that was around then… P.S. I am only 32 so it was not that long
ago…). I also recognize many of the family names included in others stories that my parents have mentioned through
My parents now live on Captains Road in Gracemount and have done for many years. Like my parents there
are a lot of families from their childhood that now live up that way. I will certainly pass this site info onto my Father
and Mother and get both of them to put down what memories they can recall from their time growing up in and around this area.
You never know; this may just reunite some old friendships that were long lost…
Sean James Gannon
Please pass this onto
Dave McKinlay and he can forward his details to pass onto my Father if he wishes… Also pleas place my email addy
on the site for any future contact.
Thanks and regards
Sean James Gannon.
What a wonderful surprise to find your site. I was born and bred in Niddrie Mill Place in the 60’s
and to see your photo collection brought back so many memories. I went to Niddrie Mill Primary School and Niddrie Marshall
High School. Times were tough but you never knew any different and back in those days to have clothes on your back and food
in your stomach and a big warm hug from your ma was all you needed to consider yourself rich. Yes there were fights, gangs
, stabbing and the such but there was also a wonderful community and in the end we where all the same no better or worse.
Thing have changed and i like many on your site live overseas in Australia. People here cannot believe what it was like to
be brought up in such a neighbourhood and they sometimes look at me in disbelief when i tell them what poverty is all about,
i had it lucky as i was the youngest of 6 , my four big brothers had it harder than i did. I hope that you have many more
contributors to your site and the next time i am back Edinburgh way i will see if my family have any phot’s to add to
Many thanks for making my day
From Louise McGurk New Zealand
What a great site Scott--thank you!!
I lived in the Jewel Cottages as a child in the early 50's My family name was Harper. I recall knowing a girl with
red hair called Alison and an African?? boy called Johnny.
Behind the houses just through the rail tunnel, people kept chickens in runs and once my friends and I let them all out
and everone's chickens got mixed up.
I remember going to the matinee at the George picture theatre in Portobello.
When the Queen was crowned we had a Gala day and a street party--I remember it was around that time when I first learnt
to write my name and I was so proud of my achievement, I wrote it (in chalk) on every red brick wall on my way home from
school (early graffiti artist??) The name of the school escapes me but I remember in summer walking there through a field
of wheat which grew higher than me.
At dusk every night the lamplighter used to come around the streets lighting the lamps and we had gas lights in our house
I remember vividly the day we left my beloved Scotland to immigrate to Australia, It was a cold, snowy winter's
day in February. We arrived in the tropics of Northern Queensland 6 weeks later in the middle of summer. I loathed it, but
over the years, grew to love Australia
I returned to Scotland as an adult and found the Jewel was no more
I now live in Wellington New Zealand
Hi scott iwas born in 1935 in the drive went to craig millar school teatchers were mr
Smith head master miss Brown an old spinster and headmistress MR Hendry mrs Cuthbertson miss
puller janny was Mr Anderson who lived in bungalow on edge of school mrs morris sold 1d jam pieces at play time and
if you were rich run up to shaws the butcher for 2 d hapney pie the best pie s i ever tasted grease an aw .the only car there
belonged to Mr Smith boys saluted and girls bowed as he drove past ho betide you if you didn’t a couple had push bikes
the rest got the bus the only other cars seen was dr burnett and an insurance man the truant officer conky known for his red
nose came after you on his pushbike and chase yoy back to school.then to niddrie marishal school head master MR makepiece
other teachers were tex housten tojo Walker scotty science teacher jack renalds and miss merrilees pt teachers,Maggie
morton miss steel in the annexe with other mr Walker Mr Currie art teacher only 3 fingers. More to come.
What a wonderful site. I am hoping that there may be some of your subscribers who can help
I am researching my Scottish roots, but my main focus is my most recent family, my father, grandmother
and her mother. My grandmother was Margaret Provan Penman (she may have been known as Penman or Provan). My dad
was born in Oxford but brought up in Edinburgh, I have recently obtained my aunt's birth certificate (Jean Penman) and the
address given on her birth certificate is 18 Nidrie Mains Drive, Craigmillar.
I wonder if there is anyone there who have any memories of my family. My gran later went
on to marry Edwin Waller (the marriage later turned out to be bigamous on his part). I know that my great grandmother
was Annie Penman - she married a man named Shaw in the 60's, however, I believe she had been in a relationship with him for
many years as my great grandfather died in 1918. Mr Shaw was living with my great grandmother as a 'lodger' despite
fathering at least 3 children with my late great grandmother.
I am more than happy for anyone to contact me on my personal email of firstname.lastname@example.org if you have any information surrounding my family.
Thanks again for all your hard work, it would be lovely to see more sites like this. A
I came across your site by chance when I was looking for some old photos of Niddrie.
back some memories that I thought I would share with everyone.
I was brought up from 1960- 1978 in the Marischal Crescent
and then the Marischal Street across form the shops, John Craigs the grocers and the three aggies newsagents.
that all our time was spent outside when we where growing up, playing kick the can, football tennis, football, golf up at
Hunters Hall or at Milton Road. Can anybody remember lining up behind the McCallums and Restoricks to copy them doing handsprings
over the fences, there where big long lines of kids willing to risk breaking there necks to prove they had the guts, how I'm
still alive I often wonder!!
I went to Craigmillar primary school and then on to the Marischal then onto Castlebrae
High School where I got the oppertunity to go on an Iceland expedition in 1975 (If you go onto youtube and type in Iceland
1975 it will come up with loads of pics of our time in Iceland) That was one of the best times of my life! a wee boy from
Niddrie flying!! on a plane to Iceland! and exploring a strange land with volcanoes!!
I remember going
to Sandy's boys club and getting our cup of tea and a rich tea biscuit half way through the evening, oh and nearly breaking
my neck on the big trampoline that was in the sports hall. Jimmy the youth leader was a strange guy who use to drag his hand
like a lion's claw down your arm like he was scratching you! weird thinking back now.
I also remember
saturdays as being the highlight of the week when we use to go to the richmond church for the wedding scatters, that boosted
your pocket money! but you had to sometimes dive under the wedding cars to get the money that had rolled away before anybody
else got it, dangerous stuff for a penny or thrupenny bit!
We use to play in the old tip which ended
up as the middle of the then new niddrie house! rats the lot, no fear for us! it was a big adventure!!
burial vault still in niddrie house? I remember that they couldn't knock it down and it ended up right in the middle of the
new houses! It was part of the old Marischal house that was knocked down to make way for the new estate.
was one of the bus conductors on the no 14 that went from Newcraighall to the Gas works at Muirhouse he was known as top deck
andy, and hes still going strong now, not on the buses mind you. He use to give me and my mates a free ticket to go from terminus
to terminus and back again, it was a great day out for us.
Anyway I think I have rabbited on long enough. It
was great to read all the story's, keep up the good work.
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