AFTER reading the article in The Bugle (January 23 edition) I well remember Dartmouth Park as a child and also as an adult. I was born in June 1943, in Walsall Street, West Bromwich.
Therefore, Dartmouth Park was right on our doorstep.
Mom and her sister used to take me and my cousin Janet there when it was fine in our prams. Both our dads were away fighting in the war, Mom would make jam sandwiches and some tea which was put in a bottle and kept warm wrapped in one of dad's socks as they couldn't get a vacuum flask then.
They would also walk to Robinson's cake shop in New Street on rare occasions for a luxury treat of a cake or bun.
When I was older I went to Mayors Green Church, which was in Messenger Lane for Sunday School which was just opposite the park.
Afterwards Janet and I went to play on the swings and slides, feeling very daring and brave to go on the big slide.
Years later I did my courting there. My boyfriend Dan and I used to meet most Sundays in the park by the main entrance at the top of New Street at 2pm.
It was a lovely park to walk around and sometimes we went on the boating lake or had an ice cream at the cafe.
The bowling green was there then and some birds in an aviary by the lake. Also the horticultural show with West Bromwich's beauty queen was a show not to be missed and the band when they played was very popular. Very few people had cars then so we looked nearer our homes for entertainment.
Sadly the park started to go downhill, and when I had my children I stopped going there. But today it's much improved and recently my husband and I went walking around the boating lake and it looked lovely in the winter sunshine.
2 Newton Close,