An old park

At the bottom of our estate there is an abandoned park. A lone street lamp that no longer works. Paths that go no where. And a tennis court covered in broken glass.

It could be really lovely.

Today I popped there as it was warm and I didn't want TWW over heating in the sling as he has been a bit under the weather for a few days. Believe it or not, as I was facing in one direction taking this, Gretal was hiding in the shade of the pushchair behind me due to the heat from the sun! The clouds cleared without depositing their contents on us.

Thankfully he seems to be back to his monkeying best - given how long it has just taken Ad to persuade him it is bed time and not playing-with-my-favourite-cuddly-dog-time.