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Page 5 of girls so there was always plenty of girls to dance with. After walking some of the girls home after the dance, v?e arrived back at camp and piled into bed, Harry and Wally in one and Herb and I in another. About 7:00 A.M. Sunday I got up and put on a pot of coffee and started to get breakfast. Herb got up shortly after. Seeing the other two still pounding their ear in bed was too much of a temptation for him. He started pulling the blankets off them. Then he got a football and pelted them with that. They stood it for awhile, then hopped out of bed and chased him up to the back of the tent. Herb grabbed a big jug of water by the tap and held them at bay. Finally Wally and Harry peeled off their pyjamas and charged him. Herb let them have the jug of water, then ran out on Fulton, Herb with just the lower part of his pyjamas, and Wally and Harry naked. They ran along Fulton to 16th, down 16th to Esquimalt, along Esquimalt past the Municipal Hall and up 17th. They caught him just as he arrived back at the camp. They took him up back of the tent, filled the jug a couple of times and drenched him. They all got wet in the process. By the time they dried off and got dressed I had breakfast ready and we all sat down to a meal of cornflakes, strawberries and cream, toast and coffee. During the meal, the kidding and laughing that went on v;as a panic. Quite often on a Sunday, we had bacon and eggs for breakfast and, when we did, Wally would smother his eggs with Ketchup. Harry would remark that Wally liked ketchup with eggs on it. We remained at that site for the summers of 1918 and 1919, and then move to another location. decided to To be continued SO I ASK YOU, DOES THE P.M. LIVE AT 24 SUSSEX DRIVE? Before someone chides me for 'lifting' the idea from The Vancouver Folk Music Festival Society's current ARRIVALS AND ENCOUNTERS 1792-1992 acquisitions campaign, let me say that a similar though less ambitious scheme had been percolating in my brain for some time and the item would have made it into the March newsletter had there been space. My idea was forged during the heat of an absurd argument as to who lived in a particuar house. Absurd because the house was my own and there I was vigorously defending my domicile against an equally vigorous proponent no less convinced that he knew who lived in that house and it sure wasn't me! Well, we finally got around to sorting out the years and then we both realized we'd been talking about different times - he about the early fifties after the sale of our family home - and I the years from 1912. Now, to get back to the The Vancouver Folk Music Festival Society who, in observing the Bicentennial of the arrival of Captain George Vancouver and his crew on the shores of Burrard Inlet, is requesting far more from the public by way of memorabilia than I had in mind. Please don't send in your passport, plane ticket, poetry etc. - items that would delight the VFMF; but please do send in your name, the address of your first residence in West Vancouver, the year in which you arrived and the names of your immediate neighbours. Be specific about those neighbours ...... "on our east; to the south; across the lane" etc. We should have fun with this one, so grab a pen and a piece of paper and one more thing, keep the information BRIEF.