I was nearly 8 years old. My mom and dad had the paper shop at 101 Wood Lane. I used to play all day in summer, in the fields opposite the shop. There is a housing estate there now. It was the third field my pals and I liked and I think it is still there. It had a stream at the bottom and a big tree with a big branch which hung over the stream. One day we had to stay up the tree for ages because the cows came down for a drink and we were scared.
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