Nostalgic trip down street
I encourage people to look back at Tweedmouth Main Street.
When I was a young girl in the 50s, there was no need to go to Berwick to do your shopping, all you needed was in Tweedmouth Main Street. What a wonderful place it was.
There was Mr Brown the butcher and the Co-op where you put your money in a little cup that was whooshed up on a line to someone who whooshed it back with your change in it. I used to think that was funny.
Mr Storos was in the post office, what a nice man he was. Tommy Clark had the newsagents. Mr Henderson had everything in his shop you would need. There was also the chemist, the wet fish shop, Youngs. Remember the bakers?
It has been 61 years since I left Berwick, but I still think of Tweedmouth Main Street.
I walked along there in August and it brought back a lot of memories, my lovely home town of Berwick.