THE photograph of the Skeleton Pier reminds me of the time some 60 years ago when I often went fishing there.
I was about 12 years old at the time.
On one occasion I went with a school friend, Malcolm Macdonald.
It was on a November early evening.
There was a very high tide and a strong wind blowing. But the fish were biting and, between us, we got a reasonable catch.
Taking them home, I felt elated about what we achieved.
I was rewarded with a good hiding from my father for being on the pier in such stormy conditions unsupervised.
On looking back on the event I suppose I deserved it for not letting my parents know where I was going.
The fish was still accepted for the table.
The Skeleton Pier provided a good shelter from the seaward side to allow us youngsters to swim in relative safety during the summer school holidays.
I lost touch with Mally, as he was known at school.
We lived in Alexandra Street area near to the locomotive sheds.
So Mally, if you’re about, let’s have a reunion. I hope to hear from you.