Hi Alberta,
I remember the farm at Bacons End, we used to walk up there to catch the bus to Coleshill Lido, They had horses in the field that overlooked Cooks Lane,
I still bear the scar on my elbow when one of the ponies got to impatient with me , I was not quick enough getting the apples out my mom's shopping bag.
I also remembr the "garage" and the two petrol pumps, and further down the hill was a path that took you straight into the woods, there was always hundreds of bluebells and we as kids used to spend hours there.
Then there was Kingshurst Park, kids used to travel miles to get there, that was another day out armed with our jam sandwiches and bottle of pop.
Dianne
I remember the farm at Bacons End, we used to walk up there to catch the bus to Coleshill Lido, They had horses in the field that overlooked Cooks Lane,
I still bear the scar on my elbow when one of the ponies got to impatient with me , I was not quick enough getting the apples out my mom's shopping bag.
I also remembr the "garage" and the two petrol pumps, and further down the hill was a path that took you straight into the woods, there was always hundreds of bluebells and we as kids used to spend hours there.
Then there was Kingshurst Park, kids used to travel miles to get there, that was another day out armed with our jam sandwiches and bottle of pop.
Dianne