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Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington
I thought about you yesterday Eric....as I was walking past the houses on Charles St......and down the fields towards Rishton bottoms.
I wondered what you would make of it now.
Glad to hear that you are enjoying Davemacs ramblings(I mean the walks) and pictorial evidence.
Great pics Dave...again!
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You know, hon, I don't think I would like it now. I believe that I prefer the memories to the realities. Just took a walk thru Mercer Park with Mr. Google ... and those swings
How can the kids of fun on tame things like they have now? In my day (ok., I'm getting a little Old Fartish, I know) they had real things for us to play on. And I still have a scar between my eyes to prove it. And I got my arse tanned for getting hurt
Some of the things we did (I think I mentioned waxing the slide in another thread) would have the health and safety nazis soiling their gotchies
Used to walk those fields all the time ... they still had a stile at the end of Rishton Rd. so that folks wouldn't have to open the gate. In my day, there was still a working farm there ... Ringstonhalgh ... maybe it's still there. There used to be wild blackberries to pick, and the birds nesting was fun ... and there was another danger waiting down by the Stink: an old frayed rope you could swing on out over the toxic waste.