Yes, went to the lapal fishing with my then mat Mark, it was dis used in those days and full of weed etc, Dad would walk us on a Sunday to the Black Horse Pub Illey, and we could hear the steam train whistles, there, I believe they stopped in the mid 60's, sometimes walk right over to the Blue Bird factory. just before Illey , high on a hill over looking the village was a huge Tithe Barn, with thatched roof, where mushrooms grew in abundance, we picked them with dad, all gone now, M5 services are where it was. In the row of cottages in Illey lived old Jack, who brewed his own ginger beer in a large bath tub, with "Bob" , his old Jack Russell dad would stop and chat , jack I think was poacher, as he had all types of game hanging around in his outhouse. Golden days hope as I get in real old age I never forget as the memories are very precious...