Forty seven years ago the tree at the centre of the photo was as tall as me.
Also the park - Harrup Park - had no fence and no lights, it was an undeveloped cricket ground.
Now there are turf pitches and boundary fences and grand stands. In the empty dark the bush stone-curlews would make their hauting calls.
Tonight, behind the glare, cricket is being played. The stone-curlews are hiding in the adjacent streets.
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