The nearest I got to being a wild child was one Bank Holiday Monday, dressed as a Mod ( I was then) and a lot of my Mod type friends hit Whitley Bay, fast forward to the main News early Evening when my Dad was having his dinner, there I was walking across the road to the Spanish City ( fairground) with a jacket emblazoned with the Ban the Bomb logo on the back , on the NATIONAL news
“Mods and Rocker fought running battles upon the
beach at Brighton while these young people were peaceful in the North East” OMG, I thought!!!
My Dad asked where the said jacket was and what was I protesting over.....I wasn’t sure but I knew it was a fashionable thing to do...
Down went his knife and fork and I was told to get the jacket, I did and he carefully folded it as in a shop ( square) and laid it on the open fire !!!
With thd words “When you know what it is you protest about, I will listen “
// end of my Modship//