I grew up at 35 Mill Park Road and this bench was where I sat contemplating, year after year, overlooking the valley and the houses. In matric, blackavrilo and I would walk down here every evening for a quiet smoke (hope my mother isn't reading this). The night before I left for Israel for good, I sat on this bench with Paul as we struggled through a bottle of Southern Comfort (which I can't stomach to this day). I am so glad this bench is still there, it's amazing but the view does not seem to have changed much.Thanks Firefly, you do excellent work.
1 comment:
What a lovely picture and wonderful memory from the good old innocent days, the bench and the view have not changed at all - its only us that have!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Avril
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