In the days before computers when all a young lad needed was a bike or a dog (or preferably both) Black Brook, or 'The Little Holmes' as it's now known, was the place to hangout. Whole days were spent splashing around in the water or building dens in the trees without a care in the world. 
Ok, enough of the whimsical reminiscing
There are loads of places here that I could stash a cache but IT IS NOT on the railway side of the fence. (My friend and I were seen here playing on the rail tracks in the mid 1970's by one of my mums friends..... To cut a long story short, I couldn't sit down for hours after I got home!
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If you've done my first cache (Jesters Shoes 1st, I'm 'aving a laugh) then you'll have a good idea what my caches are like. If you haven't.......... watch out for Trolls of the red variety and Sharks in pink wellies!