Someone's been Scrambling

As Basil and I turned the corner towards the bus stop, we came across this sight at the garage car wash, two extremely muddy bikes and three pairs of boots being hosed down with the car wash hose.

We caught the 16 to town then walked through Queen's Park, where two moorhen were being combative. I think the one being chased may have been son of the other and it was all about territory. Anyway, the chased one flew and scrambled up into a tree by the pond. See extra.

Then we made our way to the Baobab café where I indulged myself in a slice of gluten free tiramisu cake. Len joined us after tennis.