Well, I’m glad to say I was able to prove “them” wrong last weekend.
When we last lived in England we used to enjoy walking around Stockgrove Park in central Bedfordshire. Taking our kids there, taking our dog, enjoying the woods, the hills, the valleys, the lake. But I hadn’t been back since we returned to this area, until last weekend.
What did I find? The park has grown. It’s merged with Rushmere Country Park to produce something far bigger, with walks that have grown still more impressive because they’re still more extensive.
I always loved the lake in Sotckgrove Park, and it's unchanged |
Our friend Sarah in Stockgrove Park, 1988 The photo still adorns her parents' hallway I'm told that Nicky, then four, is hiding behind the bench |
Danielle and Emese on the same bench in 2015 |
A heron. Minding its business. Unaware that I'm minding it too |
The building housing the screen also has a rather better cafe than the one in the Stockgrove bit, so it feels to me the place has noticeably improved. A good place to pause with Danielle and our guest for the weekend, Emese, at the end of our walk.
No. “They” were wrong. Nostalgia was all it was cracked up to be. The new park is even better than I remembered it. And all the more enjoyable for the company.
2 comments:
I remember this place! I'd love to see it again. A plan for my next visit, perhaps?
Indeed. Let's hope you can get here in the spring or early summer, and really enjoy it...
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