Sledging Home.

A Memory of Oughtibridge.

The road you can see goes to the top of Jaw Bone Hill, quite a long way up hill from the bottom by Coronation Park. When conditions were right, it was my sledging run. Twice a day ,once in the morning and then once in the afternoon, I would walk up to the top and sledge to the bottom. Where was the traffic? As other photographs show, in the 1940s and 50s it was virtually none existent.