Back in 1981, I went to France and England with a friend who had come over from France the year before. His name was Olivier Mothe (not sure if this is him or not…), and we went to England for two weeks in the summer. We started in London, then took a bus down to Bournemouth. I had no idea about the place, but we ended up having fun. I remembered seeing my name, ‘Rushton’, on a street sign
which gave me the first clue that maybe I was of English descent. I first learned about skinheads there too, but that’s another story 
