I find myself in receipt of a cardboard box containing an old 8mm movie camera and a selection of reels of film. For some reason these can be watched without a projector, through the medium of the camera.
We start to watch one, a fascinating picture of the town some time ago, "This movie has the capacity to transport you to the past" I remark, actually quite literally, it appears. We are now standing at the corner of Glenearn Road, work is in progress on the building of Tesco, the first one that was demolished a few years ago.
The roads are quieter too and judging by the model of Ford Escort this must be about 1967?
I have an idea, it's Thursday, property day in 'The Courier', let's have a look at the price of flats! We could buy half a dozen at a hugely reduced price, then return to the present day and - Bingo!
A newsagent beckons, I pick up a copy of the long running newspaper, wait a minute though, is this pre-decimalisation? How can I pay for it with money that hasn't even been invented yet?
I leaf through the paper, there are some grainy school photos that have made the local news section, there I am in a group shot.
Maybe this is 1971?
"Is this definitely today's date" I ask the shop assistant, who understandably looks at me as if I am mental. I fumble through a handful of loose change looking for coins with older dates on... otherwise it could precipitate an enquiry.
"23 pence..?"
Aaaach! It's all so confusing. Does it really matter about the dates? I've got a 20 pence piece... but didn't they come in at a later date?
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