2022 gaps

Filling in a few more.

My childhood friend (red tee shirt) sent me this photo of the local gang - taken about 1978. I’m the one in the middle. For some reason we loved those workmen’s huts, they were the highlight of the summer. All until one of us (not me) fell through the roof of one and couldn’t get back out again - the fire brigade had to attend. After that we weren’t allowed to sit on the huts anymore!