I remember when the quarry was still being worked, just. I remember riding cardboard sledges down the Park Hall hills during hot summers. I used to live in Weston Coyney as a young child and they were the happiest times of my life. Used to love going down to the brook at the bottom of my street and building dams. We'd walk downstream for about a mile and 'tickle' the small trout. Used to see larger trout, but they kept their distance. The cows from the field across the brook used to regularly escape and trample over everyone's garden. Of course we, as kids, thought it hilarious. My parents moved to Essex when I was nearly 10 years old and I initially hated it. A few years later we moved again to Crewe.
I live in Crewe now, but would love to take my MT-2 over for a bash.