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Ode to a Playground 28/1

As a navy brat, born 25 years after the end of WW2, my playground consisted of gun emplacements, pillboxes,  mysteriously short narrow guage tracks which petered into undergrowth; large swaiths of concrete and other debris  that littered the south coast. I remember vividly one weekend, there was a cycling race, and we were at a […]