One night *recently, I found it difficult to So, rather than disturb Myrna by restlessly tossing and turning in the darkness, I got up and carried out a bit of research on the Internet. Years before - as a widower living alone - I had joined a Website called "Friends Reunited" and spent many contentedly, absorbing hours trawling through old photographs submitted by people I'd been acquainted with in my schooldays.

However, on *this occasion, I decided to delve even further back and, in the Address Bar, typed the word 'Garrioch' (the name of the very first school I ever attended) in Glasgow's North Kelvinside District.

Imagine my utter ASTONISHMENT when ... lo and behold ... up popped a class photo taken in 1952 ... and there was ME, aged 71/2, 4th from the left in the back row! To say I was astounded would be a gross understatement ... I had to "pinch" myself twice to make doubly sure I wasn't dreaming! But no ... there ... in front of my eyes ... were faces I instantly recognised - a few I could even put a name to - after more than six decades!!!