Pog Games – Statues


The games in Pog are memories of games we played on the street outside our homes. The looming monument in the centre of Stanton is the Corona cinema on the corner of Radstock road. Looking at the black and white picture of the cinema in its hey-day, I find it hard to believe how those steps towered above me. The guardian at the top peered down on the line of children below.

Each child stood frozen, waiting for the chance to edge closer. The guardian at the top of the steps had to turn their back and cover their face. After a short count they could then turn around and try to spot somebody moving.

From tea-time to bed-time the evening flew past. To a dozen kids, the steps of the closed-down cinema were our playground.

Part of what I wanted to create with Pog was the pleasure of playing games, physical games where the players jostled for position; ran jumped and froze. We didn’t have goddesses gleaned from mythology. We had big sisters and younger brothers. Some grew too old to want to play, others came and went.

Those steps, that time – magical.