The Knoll

There was a spot about five hundred yards from home that was higher than the rest of the suburb, that was too steep and rocky to be built on. It was surrounded by a circuit of houses, but once in the park it was another perfect adventure ground. From the summit you could see all the surrounding suburbs and the harbour. It was another place to pretend to be Robinson Crusoe (even before I read it). The trick was how to hold the imagination's eyes shut while hurrying from this high ground to the harbour side to look for a footprint.