When I went there in 1971, Dubrovnik was part of Yugoslavia. Josip Broz Tito was the head of the country. My wife, LA, had said he must have had steel balls to keep all the people that made up Yugoslavia from killing each other.
Once he died, as we all know, there was utter chaos and horror, like that of Sarajevo and Kosovo.
But my time there was a period of calm, and this ancient walled city with its streets of stone and marketplaces was, if not exotic, singular and charming.
Some of the images are on the road to, and in, Makarska, a port town on Croatia's Dalmatian coast. Unfortunately, I’m not sure which ones they are. Pictures are not a blur, but my memory is.