Many happy hours were spent playing on the banks and the bandstand. We used to love it when it was time for the brass band to come and play. Football games and hide and seek, in the many bushes - come winter time it was sliding down the banks. I think it was more fun because we were not supposed to be there. We were local and there was no gates, just a muddy slope to climb up.
Oh the park keeper was fun too, "ger off the grass". Oh those were the days...
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