First trip to the Ditch. What was yours?

[Swimmer]

My mother gave me this picture yesterday. First of all because it seems that I am the family archivist and also because I am in it. It might not be my first trip to the ditch but it was probably close to it. I have distinct memories of trying to throw a drop line into the canal and also I have an equal amount of memories of my Uncle Les pulling the hook out of my shorts. My sister Pat and I must have been given the bury the mackeral guts detail given that we have digging implements in our hands. I also remember my aunt, whom I wont mention by name, eating the mackeral that the adults caught. Is there anyone else who can remember going to the ditch for the first time when there weren't any access roads or scussett pier?


It is better to have fished and lost than never to have fished at all.