A few evenings back I headed over towards Scarcroft stray, remembering once wandering through the allotments there, and inspired to retrace my steps by memories emailed from the US.
At Scarcroft Rd … across the road were the allotments where local people had little patches and grew fresh vegetables. Walking along the path through it you came out on Albermarle Rd and crossed that to go onto the Knavesmire.
A short walk, a sunlit evening, in pictures and a Google map, about 70 years on I guess from when Audrey wandered through here.
There’s still a path through the allotments.
Before crossing the road to find its entrance, the bowlers in their whites on the bowling greens on the stray.
And along the allotment path, with photos (mainly enlargeable), and no sound but birdsong (imagine).
Into light, meeting the Knavesmire – the ‘Little Knavesmire’ – at the end of the path, across the road.
Many a ball was kicked about there, impromptu cricket matches and flying kites too. Crossing the road you came to the racecourse side of Knavesmire. There we would run round the racecourse and after a race meeting pick up the cards the bookies handed out.
I sat on Little Knavesmire and remembered schoolday lunchtimes, meeting Nunthorpe boyfriends. And having to play rounders here in Mill Mount PE lessons, and wishing it was lunchtime. Or a sunlit evening. Like this one.