Remember travelling as a kids, and stopping at the various town parks for lunch/loo break/parent sanity break? I’m sure there used to be one of these rockets in every second or third park (the others having an old steam train or traction engine parked in the concrete, possibly with signs asking”Keep off” but inevitably climbed all over).
I knew there was one in Toowoomba! I even have a (very) vague memory of stopping here as a kid… the rope climbing structure in the background wouldn’t have been there, of course.
Sadly, the bottom of the rocket is welded shut – I guess climbing into confined spaces is considered too dangerous these days.
Mum and Dad are mid way through The Big Move. By this time next week they will have started to settle into their Adelaide house…
As you can see from the clear blue sky, it’s not a terrible day here – provided you can keep out of the wind. But at just on three thirty in the afternoon, it’s about time to start shutting up the house to keep the warmth in ….