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10 Jul
The reserve where I used to play

The reserve where I used to play

Once in a while I re-visit my childhood home.

Well, what’s left of it. The house that I grew up in has lately been demolished.

But the environment remains.

It’s a strange experience. What seemed so large and impressive to me as a child takes on a quite different perspective.

This is a photo of the reserve where I often used to play as a child. In those days, the ramps were irresistible attractions on which to ride tricycles, scooters and the like. I remember coming to grief once as I fell off my trike. So long ago…

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