I was in Glasgow, having moved across from Edinburgh. From a very posh school in the 'Burgh' to a large Corporation school in Duke Street, Glasgae.
Living in a rented room in a house full of Islanders (Lewis and Skye) who thought nothing of cooking half a sheep or a huge goose from their crofts. The staff at the school were a real larky lot, and we went out often together. Tons of fun. Also loads of ceilidh evenings in the house with the Gaelic-speaking lassies. I had very long, thick hair and wore it in a fat plait for teaching. Bit of a hippie.