As a young lad we used to go to what we called the hillys.
We were known as Brookers due to us living in a small village called Dalton brook.
We all use to have the old catapults in out pockets and some of us had the old Diana sp50 gat gun the one with the push in barrel.
The Hillys were the place to be large wooded areas and plenty of open fields for us to play.
These were the days where you did not lock your house at night and you could buy a lot for a sixpence back then.
All that is there now is a large shopping complex with loads of traffic jams 7 days a week.
Totally gone and flattened to build something I have never gone to yet.
As a Brooker we say gone but never forgotten.
They were the good old days.