The Gala park and it's surrounds were really Denny's equivalent of Disneyland when l was a kid. I can think of football, golf, putting, tennis, cycling, fishing (in the Toll burn), and drinking (milk and orange from the machine next to the butcher's).

 Adventure and danger sports were also catered for such as white water rafting on home made rafts. waking on the outside of the bridge from Wallace crescent, sliding down the hill on cardboard, rope swinging, boggie riding, crossing the sluice at Castle Crescent park and swimming in the Carron (very dangerous).

 Archaeology - no problem you could spend years walking around the top football park looking for the fabled, long lost entrance to the cellars of Herbertshite Castle. If you were in to nature you could bird watch at Davey Carpenters pigeon loft at Castle Crescent, collect birds eggs snare rabbits and collect cheggies in autumn. 

Later in life amorous tendencies were catered for under the Rowan's opposite Castle Terrace where half the population of Denny were conceived(?). 

Added to all this there was the Gala Day itself with its Queen and Royal Party and free milk and buns from the co-op. I spent most of my childhood looking at it every morning from my aunties house in Castle Terrace. It was a wonderful, happy and adventurous place and somewhere that I always wanted to be......'and then they went and spoiled it all by doing something stupid' like planting trees all over it.