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Gary Cummings. Childhood Memories. Dad said, "We're going for a ride on the bus." "Ride to where," I thought excitedly. I remember waiting in the bus station; people going about their business. The bus we got on was huge, with room for at least a hundred people, with plenty of room. It was a cold, windy evening. I sat at the front so I could see out of the window. Bright lights were heading towards us. It seemed as though we had been travelling for hours. The bus stopped a few times to pick people up, on the way. A man got on and sat down near to us. "Hello, young'un," he said. I was too frightened to answer; he was tall and wore a flat cap and an overcoat. Dad said, "Don't worry son, this is your uncle Roger. He's an old mate of mine." Uncle Roger. "I didn't know I had an...

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