|Jon and yours truly on Woodmansterne Green, Saturday August 27th 2011.|
|Round at mum's - this shot taken in the kitchen.|
|These steps in Grove Park I used to climb when I was very, very young. What|
they were used for, I'll never know.
|The Mill Pond in Grove Park - it lets the rest of the park down.|
Jon and I stood around looking at the mess, having enjoyed the rest of the park. We met an old woman with a dog who said she'd lived in the area for 17 years. She told us how the park authorities seem to let the offenders get away with murder: they torch motorcycles and generally make a mess, presumably in the dead of night.
|The Old Mill in Grove Park. Rumour has it that a young boy|
met with an accident here and died.
|One of two large lakes close to Carshalton's High Street.|
Dad's presence was quite strong all weekend. He was definitely in the park and round at mum's and, while there was a strong sense of sadness in the air, it was good to ride around the park and find spots that brought back fine memories of an excellent childhood.