Here's my nostalgia-fest from the first year of this blog, looking back to the summers of my childhood, when we snuck through a hole in the fence onto the ancient park courts with their cracked & weedy surface and played in the afternoons....

It must be summer then. I bet the children's television will all be bumped to BBC2 too, & the kids will haul out 30 year old heavy wooden dunlop racquets that belonged to their parents during the boer war and they'll play in the park