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  Without getting into the rights (not many) and wrongs (plenty) of DDC's action over the Aycliffe play area I thought that I might mention my youth.
  
  As a child, my favourite pastime was playing cowboys and indians on the Peter Street bombsite. We though nothing of hiding in the crumbling basements ready to ambush any rustlers or other miscreants. Sometimes the chap who kept his coal lorry in a dilapidated building at the end of Spring Gardens would lob a half brick at us if he thought we were encroaching too much onto his territory.
  
  As far as I remember, no-one got hurt at all, except in my case when a banger prematurely went off in my hand one Guy Fawkes night!
  
  All this in the days before 'elf & safety were invented. Halcyon days, any other gems anyone?
  
  Terry

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