Didn’t we have a lovely time the day we went to Blackall - the home town of Debby’s relatives who emigrated years ago. Debby had met one of them when she was 17, but had no contact since, didn’t even know where they lived, or if they were still there, or even alive. So we went to see the town, which had been Debby’s ambition since she was 17. After some sightseeing we sticky beaked the local pub. Photos on the walls of the local football team did not show the family name of McDonald. The republican, Nev Dolinski, offered his help. Not only did he know Debby’s cousin Nigel, but Nigel was actually in town that day! Nev discovered where he was and off we went in search. Poor Nigel, there he was minding his
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