Friday 2 November 2007

Scarborough

I remember a time when we went to Matlock or Scarborough it was when we walking around the park. Peasholme Park. Where they have the battles on the lake. Battle of River Plate. I remember because you always had a ball in your pocket. Did you always have a ball in your pocket or was it Granddad? We always had a ball between us. I remember you throwing a ball down the slope towards me or Robert and Granddad being sharp with you and saying something and seeing that father son relationship. That generation. Passing a ball between each other. Throwing and catching, Throwing and catching.
We’d take the dog for a walk in the park and we’d have a ball and bowl to each other.
On beaches and things as well.

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