
Where once dune merchant Maarten van Huchtenburg chased the rabbits out of their hole(s), golfers now chase their balls into a hole. At the same location where nowadays a jenevertje is poured after golfing, this jenever used to be illegally distilled. And where once a dune of sand was excavated, not so long ago a dune of waste was raised. Tespelduijn, or rather 't Espelduijn, has a long history.
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At some point during World War II, dancing was no longer allowed in the venues set up for that purpose. But you are young and you want something (even in those days), so plans arise at the Verdegaal family (De Ponk) to organize clandestine dances in the attic.
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