1981 was not a good year.
My Father who was 67 and my Mother who was 61 were both seriously ill.
They both died in November my Mother on the 6th and my Father on the 24th.
At the time we were living in a trailer (caravan) in Falkirk
and we spent the rest of the winter being moved from place to place
around Falkirk and Stirling. A farmer shifted us on the 2nd of January 1982
telling us how good it was of him letting us stay on new years day.
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