I spent some memorable years of my youth in Weymouth from the mid 6Os when the sun shone every day, we spent most of our time on the beach or playing football in the streets. School in Dorchester was a minor distraction until 2 things happened. One, I played truant and bunked off school for the day with a local farmers son. It seemed like a good idea un…
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