[Margaret Pilkington]

As everyone knows, today has been roasting hot....I had some letters to post....I walked down the street and could smell the pungent aroma of 'gas' tar.....it brought back so many memories.....bursting the fat shiny bubbles between the cobbles with a lolly stick.....trying to get a big ball to roll in our hands and invariably getting it onto my clothes.......or even worse, my hair.
My mother would spend time getting it out of my clothes but she would just take the scissors to my hair and I ended up looking like an urchin.......aaaah days of innocence, alas now long gone!