Church Fields In Summer Early 1970's

A Memory of Farnborough.

I remember this view as if it were yesterday, my brother Steve, Edward our neighbour and I as well as others from Clifton Close played here all the time. Scaring each other in the woods by the plane memorial and making tracks through the corn in high summer. Making camps on glass mountain (a pile of broken bottles) and roaming the fields all day, plus the occasional visit to the graveyard at dusk followed by some free cracklings with loads of vinegar from the chip shop in he village. Happy days!