Published:
17:31 EDT, 1 April 2017
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Updated:
18:03 EDT, 1 April 2017
As a Geordie boy, I spent my formative years in and around Northumberland.
The 1960s and 1970s were a time before those cheap and easy flights to sunny destinations, and most of my holidays were spent either on the beach at Tynemouth (normally in a kagool) or exploring the local countryside.
As my family didn’t own a car, everything had to be within easy reach of a bus or train.