The sun was shining as we walked down the lane and across Silver Street, A day I will remember for the rest of my life, it was the first journey away from home, it was a giant step for me and a huge step for my brother. A short walk in the other direction led to Morgan?s where we got penny ice pops made in egg cups, we would run across the road to the yellow little shop called John Fury?s, two sweets for a penny and three if it was Mrs Fury was behind the counter, then a few doors down and its Pat O Connor's where we got our lucky bags, and my first gamble. It was not long after we went that extra step. We were travelling down Silver Street pass the shoemaker's shop where the smell of leather and glue filled the air, then on too the travel agent Martin Green's where you could get a ticket to the USA or the leg of a goat, most times the people who went in for a ticket came out with there dinner under there arm.