
Beauty at my bus stop
I set off
Usual scenario: Sunday morning and I had no real plans so I decide to take a walk down memory lane.
It’s a lovely sunny day in London and when the sun’s out I make the most of the day. For some time now I’ve thought about visiting Gladstone Park. So off I go!
Memories! Like the corners of my mind.
Gladstone Park played a major part in my childhood. I remember taking part in a sponsored walk around its perimeter as a school girl (the charity was Help the Aged if I remember correctly). At college, studying for my diploma and A level Art it was a 10 minute walk away at the bottom of Brook Road. A few years later I took my niece to the park when she still had training wheels on her bike.
My college has long since gone (knocked down for housing) but I still remember the park fondly. Continue reading →
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