Out of the Camp
Out of the Camp Ch. 42 – Brick Walls and Shysters
We had probably been in California three or four years when Mary took it into...
Out of the Camp Ch. 41 – Changes
When the group, ‘Listen’, broke up and all the extensive national press coverage, the Parlophone...
Out of the Camp Ch. 40 – Immigration
When I left Edinburgh in 1967, I would tend to go home for a visit...
Out of the Camp Ch. 39 – Dima, New York & Andy Williams.
That was the way things were left for many years, aside from one or two...
Out of the Camp Ch. 38 – Gilmerton Dykes to Hyvots to …
It didn’t take long thanks to Edinburgh’s council house tenant exchange programme, for Mr. Smith’s...
Out of the Camp Ch. 37 – Canada
As I’ve so earnestly engaged myself in bearing my soul on these pages over recent...
Out of the Camp Ch. 36 – Turnhouse, Morcambe Bay and more
Around the same time that I left Moredun Primary School to go to the Inch...
Out of the Camp Ch. 35 – “How would you feel if it were true?”
The week following our trip to Grantham when my uncle had ‘spilled the beans’ about...
