It's taken years - an I still call it 'home' - but I don't miss the place now.
Last abiding 'skin-related' memory: walking from Easter Road, on a New Year's Day in 1970, having watched the Hibs v Hearts traditional slash/murder -fest.
As a Rangers fan, I was merely observing
and was probably the only under 16 with really short hair, BS shirt, black Oxfords, Levis and parka - by the cringe it was cold. 


















would be asked: 'Has the cat died?' (I reckon they were alluding to the 'half mast' element previously mentioned by A & E.)