Every once in a while, usually after a glass of red wine, I have a look at mum and dad’s old photos. They met in the late 1950s, in a hall over in Garvagh. Although dad was ten years older, it was apparently love at first sight. Looking through the trove of photos from that late 50s and early 1960s era, they clearly have a love for the north coast, notably Portstewart. It is a beautiful...


