A walking - and swimming - 60 year love affair
Let me take you on my daily walk across Hampstead Heath – a walk I have done for most of the last 60 years, man and boy groom. I got married to the writer Margaret Forster in 1960, aged 24, and we moved into a flat right in the middle of the Heath, a little, hidden village called the Vale of Health. I was so proud, especially of the phone number HAMpstead 3847. Very posh. In those days, you could tell from a phone where someone lived. ...
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