I spent a short time in New Luce, when I was 5 to 6 years old, where I lived with my granny, Mrs. Higgins at the top of Main Street. I left after my mother gave birth to triplets, in, of all places, Grannies house and we moved to Yorkshie, the home of my Step Father, who was fighting in Normandy. I’ve been around a bit since then and I’m now retired and living in Lanarkshire. The triplets, by the way, all thrived and are all alive and well. However, New Luce was the only place that I can truly say, was magic and the happiest time of my life!
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