[Parmy]

. After meeting in Kelso, we set off for the Ceremony and the presenting of the Whipman’s flag which was suitably bussed then set off for the short and lovely ride through Springwood Park to the Trysting Tree, the latter at an uncontrollable gallop by yours truly!! A small boy came forward and offered bravely to hold a rather wild eyed ‘Wexford’. Thank you little stranger, I never had a chance to that day!




Seriously could have been me, the Derek Wichary she talks about is my pal bevan wicharys uncle. Polish war immigrants from the 30s n 40s.

I remember him being the kelso laddie, and I remember being a kid following the horses up to floors castle on ly bike year after year.

You only did that to hold their horses whilst they went and drank beer for an hour or did the ceremonies..it was a free for all for us kids from the town, eyeing up the horses and the chance of a decent tip for onto the horses for them.

Dont ride the mind, and kick them in the guts if the roll over, was then order of the day



I always told them they rolled over in the hope of an extra quid.

Good money earner for a fit young lad that can ride a bike back in the day..

A paper laddies joy.