I was walking with tee and one of her clients, a beautiful husky called Boris.

 

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Finally we have a lovely warm sunny day, so the three of us are making the most of the weather when I came across this.

Ok it’s not the best but the memories of proper rope swings was a nostalgic trip!

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Instant memories of a childhood spent swinging on a rope came flooding back.

Who cares about health and safety, as a kid if you came across a rope and stick there was fun to be had.  Who cares whether the stranger who setup the rope was competent, I didn’t care and risked unknown injuries to swing as far or as high as possible!

There was one swing down near giants grave  (love that name but could never find the grave of the giants).  The swing hung over the canal.  Long summer days were spent swinging out and diving into the cool water.

Now that sounds idyllic but if you saw the canal with adult eyes you’d be concerned.  But we didn’t care we had a swing and cool water to dive into!

Another fine swing was in the ferry woods, it was atop of a deep drop so when we swung out it was like you were at the top of the empire state building!

I went back a few years ago and it was more like six foot tall!

Funny how time alters memory.  Yet the memories of the fun to be had with rope swings is a priceless memory, who doesn’t love a good rope swing!

Happy memories.

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