One of the great stories my late father Don (Joe) Houston used to tell was of a journey on a motorbike to the south of France and Northern Italy just after the war. At the helm was Ronnie and my dad rode pillion. I only met Ronnie a few times in the company of my father but each time great craic was had by all and I remember him fondly.
Time slips past but memories last.
Tuesday 07 September 2021
Jonny Houston, Bath