Fri 06/01/2006 12:47 Childhood memories can't be manufactured. They have to be born gradually out of life experience. This is one of my childhood memories - the cafeteria at Trent Park. Dad would drop me, my next door neighbour and our bikes at the Hadley Road car park. We'd cycle through the forest and Dad would magically appear in the cafeteria. A coffee for him and a milkshake each for the us. I'm there was lots of trips with him following us (and breaking Seamus' bike I seem to remember!), but I selectively remember the bits I liked best I suppose!
I hope Joni likes this place as much, though I can't see me letting her ride through on her own, not in this day and age. That's a shame I think!
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