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Indulge me - I need a break from marking and that's the perfect excuse to go through my pictures and post some of my latest.

My town is at or near the top of all sorts of negative lists - most of them signs of deprivation - like the number of people on benefits, teenage pregnancies and so on.

But - and I wish I had proof of it - it is probably also one of the towns with a more than average number of public playgrounds. They are reasonably well-maintained and clean, although most of them have equipment that is very old.

( Monkey bars,jungle gyms etc. )

A link to the BBC Yearbook from 1930 has put all my other online activities on hold.

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We are still in the stages of emptying out a big semi-detached house in SmallTown - the in-laws were not quite hoarders, but certainly packrats. You hold onto stuff in case of "bad times". More often than not, this kind of thinking has come down from their parents and grandparents who certainly knew 'bad times' in the shape of the first half of the 20th century. ( Read more... )

Sundays are reserved for some fun activity (and while the school year is on, usually some lesson planning).

This week we went into town where the shops were open for the annual festival celebrating the restoration of the tower of the main church. Any excuse will do.

The kid got new shoes and a new suitcase.

Then we exchanged two bikes for three and cycled to the next event.

( By the river )