Running down Sefton rd,then threw the council grounds across to field lane then the canel bridge,the Wabbs why was it called that,one time a lot of men playing ,a coin game,A loud shout police the men scattered saying we could have the pennies,we picked them up more to spend in southport,Like the man who stood on the corner of school lane collecting bets,Then my self and a friend taking her mums bets hidden in my doll ,prams,Was i a bookies runner,The rich could place bets but not the poorPs on the way to the station