Little Bo Peep

Little Bo Peep
Has lost her sheep
And doesn’t know where to find them
She picks up a ball
No time to stall
And fires a shot at the open goal

OK, rhymes are not my thing. We decided to go to Risley Moss again this afternoon, forgetting it is closed on Fridays. So it was a circuit of nearby Forest Park instead. My day was thrown askew for the second time this week by my dad having a fall. Careline, checking the cameras, paramedics, carers kept me busy when I had intended to do other things (excitingly taking bags to the recycling centre, the bin men remain on strike, looks like it’s going to continue well into December at the very least).