Very much a "As we were" post, if you lived in any urban centre there were areas that were cleared, all buildings being gone and people scattered to new estates leaving just memories of what was.
Here in the Midlands it was no exception if you lived in Brum, the Black Country boroughs, Stoke on Trent or as as this picture is of, Nottingham and within it as much as town planners and their ilk saw the environment as one that was unsatisfactory for people to grow up and live in.
Many of us from families who originated there however recall a life that was rich and part of that richness was the variety of activities and the closeness of whole families in each group of streets forming one vast extended family.
Here we have school friends who were Wolf Cubs, Brownies, Guides and Scouts where meeting places and the like were shared who looked forward to week and the camps where you'd be away from the built up area with as it was then the air pollution from coal fires (and in my district the intense smoke of coal fire pottery kilns surrounding your house).
Today Scouts and Girl Guides helps keep some of that glue that keeps our cleaner environment but at times more disconnected communities together better able to support themselves.
































