Kite Flying

A Memory of Stephen's Castle Down.

I have very happy memories of Stephen Castle Down. It must be about 70 years ago, my mother, father, sister, brother and I used to go sometimes on a Sunday afternoon, to Stephen Castle Down to fly kites. I also remember we used to look for "shiver grass"? and pick some to take home. We lived in Cheriton, and I remember we used to try to get home in time fo church! Sadly, my mother died when I was 14 years old, and because Stephen Castle Down held such happy memories, my mother's ashes were scattered there in 1952/3.
Shirley Craighill (maiden name Cousens)