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Slippery dip


How's this for a rare find! I thought they had all been eradicated by zealous councils and replaced by the low plastic variety with soft plastic turf below. They had a big dangerous see-saw and high swings too in this park. The kids would love it.

Musing:
A Wish for My Children by Evangeline Paterson
" On this doorstep I stand
year after year
to watch you going

and think: May you not
skin your knees. May you
not catch your fingers
in car doors. May
your hearts not break.

May tide and weather
wait for your coming

and may you grow strong
to break
all webs of my weaving.
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  1. JulieJune 15, 2009 at 8:57 AM

    "and may you grow strong to break all webs of my weaving" what a great wish for offspring. They do this anyway: but to wish for it shows wonderful magnaminity (?sp).

    Yes this sort of playground has been eliminated in Sydney ... too expensive to insure.

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  2. PJJune 15, 2009 at 2:06 PM

    We sat on waxed paper on these so we could go faster. Seeing it brought back lots of memories.

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  3. AnonymousJune 15, 2009 at 8:30 PM

    Definitely a trip down memory lane! The slippery dip and real monkey bars. Hope this relic doesn't disappear too soon.

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  4. KenJune 15, 2009 at 10:25 PM

    When my kids were young they loved playing on that retro equipment.
    Sooner or later someone will come along and say the plastic variety is dangerous.

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  5. JulieJune 16, 2009 at 8:08 AM

    Waxed paper ... well ... I never!

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