[Doug]

Yep, I remember those Margaret; Spiky Bridge was always the one to do and almost always beat us. “We only had little legs” One of the pipes was quite high up I seem to remember….We would range from the Miller Fold “Black Rock” area in either direction... If we went left it was down to towards Spiky Bridge and the two great big squire mill ponds below that and town, or if we turned right it is was towards Rothwell Mill area up to the Five Arches, from there we would roam back over past the Shoe Mill area up towards friar hill and then back down towards Bedlam and the two Barns and back down to Rothwell Heights “Nelsons Hill” and home. This was our play ground, one I can only dream of today. We never saw the dangers of our stupidity, nor did we consider the effects of our actions on the landscape, but we lived……"a life of Riley". Talking of which….anyone remember walking up to Old Mother Riley’s and the scrambling.........