I Love 1977
Saturday, September 9, 2000 by Jack Kibble-White · Comments Off
1977 was the year of my first dateable memory. Dressed up by my parents as a giant coin, I remember precariously making the short walk from our house to the local village fĂȘte. There – much to the delight of the enraptured parents – my siblings and I joined a procession of infants dressed in fanciful Jubilee related costumes. Read more