Where my memories were left.
By Molly W
Bancroft Park a great place in Hitchin and is right next to me. When me and my brother was little we went there nearly every weekend. I learned to ride my bike there and when I was about eight years old.
There is a big pear tree there and in the summer beautiful blossom grows on the tree. One couple of summers ago we went down to the park , the tree looked prettier then ever, I looked down at my pink, flowery, trouser and there were loads of butterfly’s on them. It was wonderful. My favourite memory ever since.