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A short break in Belgium turned out to be a surprise highlight of what also turned out to be a very sad year.
Driving from Yorkshire to Kent coast and across to Ostend it was sheer pot luck if I would see any race or any level. Don’t remember how I found enough information to get to the right West Flanders town at the right time to catch a genuine Pro Kermesse - but I did.
Not only that but also have a decent camera with enough valuable colour film to ensure the memories stayed over the following decades.
Despite having the photos I still cannot identify the town or the exact date but the year is pretty certain ... 1967.
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