Damming The Stream

A Memory of Huddersfield.

I played here in the 1940/50s for many hours. Damming up the stream to make a large deep pool to paddle in. Under that tree we would hide special pebbles pretending they were jewels. One little friend fell in the stream everytime she went to play. I could also climb that tree, which was not the easiest. Other times I would try to walk all the way up the stream without going onto the grass. I was also lucky enough to remember old fashioned haymaking and haystacks in the field before it was stacked on to the trailer and up to the Storth Farm.