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Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
2y ago
May, 1970 Extracts and extras from YESTERDAY: A BABY BOOMER’S RITE OF PASSAGE Oooh-la-la. I’m on my way to the famous French Rivera to rub shoulders with the rich and famous! Three hours of whizzing through hilly south of France countryside and grabbing a quick glance at Cannes from the train window, the sleek, modern ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
3y ago
Extracts and extras from YESTERDAY: A BABY BOOMER’S RITE OF PASSAGE I impressed myself by finding my way back to the Gare De Lyon station for my overnight trip to Marseille, but once inside I could only stand in a dazed state of confusion bordering on panic. People, platforms, more people, exits, entrances, signs in ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
3y ago
I was awoken by the shrill ring of the telephone. How does one answer the phone in Paris, France, I wondered. I picked it up and before I could come up with a French word that sounded like ‘hello’, a woman started prattling on in high-speed French until I interrupted her and said “I’m sorry ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
3y ago
It’s finally happening. I can hardly believe it! Paris, here I come!!! The train pulled out of Victoria station at 10.30 on Sunday morning, heading for Dover and the ferry to Calais. I wondered if I’d see the cliffs and wished I had someone to sing the song with if we sailed past them. I ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
4y ago
The day before I left Ireland, Barry drove us to Newry, about 15 miles south of Banbridge and almost on the border of Ulster and Eire. I was slightly nervous about the prospect of getting so close to the border area, but Barry assured me we’d be perfectly safe. The drama that unfolded that night ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
4y ago
“We can book you on the train and the ferry,” said the man behind the counter at Euston Station,”but before we can issue a ferry ticket you’ll need a sailing ticket. You get that by writing to Heysham and applying for one.” “What?” I barked in my grumpiest voice. “I’m leaving in 2 days, I ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
4y ago
Dear Diary … It’s 12.15pm Monday and I left Holland precisely 45 minutes ago. The Dutch are nothing if not punctual. So here I am, once again, feeling very much at home on the open sea. I do feel a little sad, too, but I guess that’s life. I changed what money I had left ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
4y ago
Dear Diary, it’s 4am and I’m sitting in the Smoking Room. I’ve just come inside from walking around the deck for an hour or more. Every night for the rest of my life, before I close my eyes to sleep, I want to remember how it felt to stand alone on the deck in the ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
4y ago
“Land, land! I can see England!” Denise said excitedly as she ran into the Soho cabin. We’d joined the boys for a drink before dinner, but Denise couldn’t sit still for more than a few minutes, running back and forth between cabin and deck to peer excitedly into the darkening twilight . George’s English wasn’t ..read more
Yesterday | A Baby Boomers Rite of Passage
4y ago
November 13, 1969: We left Miami 24 hours ago and already it’s cold and windy outside. We have a week ahead of nothing but ocean. Then it’s all over. There’ll be no more sun-baking, no more exotic ports, no more yummy bread rolls, no more getting excited when the mail is sorted and soon ..read more