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Well said Jacqui
When I was a kid, (more years than I wish to remember) we used to go to what I guess they would call now, a strategic play area - Clarence Park in St. Albans. It had everything a kid could wish for to play on, but it was quite a long way from where we lived - at least half an hours walk or more, or a bus ride if we had the money.
We never dreamt of demandinga play area on our doorstep - that was what we had, get on with it.
Maybe there was more playing in the streets then (middle/late 50's, perhaps early 60's), cars were fairly prevalent, even then, so it wasn't just the odd horse and cart that came up the road.
It was a council house we lived in and a council estate we lived on, but a civilised one - no gangs in those days (not like you have nowadays anyway), groups of kids though, but not intent on trouble making at all, just having innocent fun.
There was no council involvement in how you ran your life either - you got on with your life as you saw fit; you didn't cause trouble and so no one bothered you - Police or the Counci.
How different now.
Roger