Apart from being able to say I knew where I was when England won the World Cup (cricket teas in the pavilion at the welfare, when my dad captained the Amble second team), I can recall walking up in a crocodile from Edwin Street Junior school to play shinty in the field just above the welfare. There was an open field entrance off to the top side of the cricket field.
I think Mr Pyle used to take us for that back in the 1950s. (Only Miss Fettis and Miss Purvis were the scary teachers!)
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