Today story was sparked off by Sian the other day when she said about having to go home in a borrowed pair of somebody else's big purple pants.
When I was very little I was evacuated to Worthing with my Mother and baby brother. We were made so welcome there that after the war we would go back to the same address for our holidays. I was about 5 and my brother about 2 and because it was just after the war probably 1946 and things were hard to get hold of we didn't have bathing costumes but I remember these plastic pants
I did a layout with this photo a few years ago
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