As a nostalgia lover, Lynn Daly's article, "Treasure trove of news gathering", made interesting reading (The Argus, September 20).

It reminded me of a no-passport trip to Paris I made in June 1959 - my first venture abroad. Released from the shackles of parents, it took just three black-and-white mug shots stuck on a card and we were off.

On the ferry from Newhaven, my friend and I engaged in conversation with a much-travelled Canadian man who put us wise to the exchange rate of 13.77 francs to the pound.

I'm sure we made the most of our limited hours in Paris. We travelled on the Metro and went on a sight-seeing coach tour, our guide pointing out that Charles De Gaulle would be laid to rest in Notre Dame Cathedral.

It was uncomfortably hot but the sights and sounds of cosmopolitan Paris made our weekend truly enjoyable.

June 1959 was also the month of The Argus printers' strike and also a prolonged, hot summer, a point Adam Trimingham failed to mention while writing about hot summers of yesteryear.

I was working a 12-hour night shift at this time and spent many an hour sleeping on the beach during the day - bliss!

-Roy Jameson, Peacehaven