Return To The Rec, by Guy Fletcher

It has been decades since I visited the Rec in Stourbridge and memories flood my mind like a burst dam. I recall playing cricket with my father and brother and some local kids joined in. I made a half century with an imitation leather ball (still my finest cricketing achievement) and felt as if Geoffrey Boycott.

The graffiti “Jimi Hendrix lives” I remember in large black letters. At 9 or ten the name was unfamiliar. I wondered where he lived!

Now the Rec seems so much smaller as I view the ghost of a little lad. He looks at me sadly.


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