1962 - 1963

This year sits uneasily between a super third year and a challenging fifth. Nothing comes to mind that was in any way interesting. I have no photographs. There were school plays, but not with me in and we seem not to have gone anywhere. It was the last year at school for many of my contemporaries.

There was a mate of mine, my next door neighbor, who was in the year above me. His name was Michael Dibsdale, and he'd like to know if anybody can put names to the faces in his year. Odd that I can recognise most of these people. I had forgotten how out of proportion Westaway's head was with the rest of his body...