Another pic from the bike ride on Sunday. This bridge crosses the River Medlock and joins Failsworth/Woodhouses with Droylsden over on the Ashton bank. We used to spend hours down here as kids. Racing home-made wooden boats in the river, hide and seek, army, doctors and nurses.....
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I remember falling in not far from here. I got cocky and tried to look cool. Slipped and fell into a really deep eddy. Soaked to the skin I was. We all spent time at one point or another in the river. Once we found a tin bath and sailed from Brookdale Golf Club to Philip's Park. That was quite a distance.Y'know it's odd really. I've lived less than a mile from these places for the past 20 odd years but, until I acquired the bike, its never dawned on me to visit them. Now that I have I seem to be on a nostalgia-fest! I must shake it off and look to the future.
Which brings me neatly to this crap image taken at City's new ground at about 11:30am on Sunday 9th June 2003. Its hard to find a decent vantage point to capture this place properly, but no doubt I'll carry on trying in the years to come.
Y'know all that grey concrete needs some sky blue on it !
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