Hawthorns Hill

Looking at the place now it’s not so much a ghost town as a town full of ghosts. If anything, the population of the town is slightly higher, but where are the play parks? Every part of the estate used to have chutes, tyre swings or climbing frames. The earth has swallowed them all up. Signs stating NO BALL GAMES have appeared at the end of sections of terraced housing. It’s Sunday. I suppose that’s why there are so few people about. Two boys in t-shirts walk in the drizzle; a young couple with a carry out in a plastic bag are determined to squeeze the last drop out of the weekend. But no kids. They can’t all be inside playing computer games, can they?

From the novel Countries of the World, Steven Porter, Breogan Books 2011


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