I’ve been feeling off-colour all weekend – mostly self-inflicted, but I managed to haul my arse off the sofa and go for a little walk this afternoon. I decided to extend my trip out for a pint of milk and get back to exploring my new neighbourhood and took a tour round Queen’s Park. It was almost dusk by the time I got there and, sadly, the cafe was just closing but it’s a charming park, full of families with young children and a huge ‘Christmas’ tree which is almost collapsing under the weight of a thousand fairy lights.
(I don’t actually know how many lights there are.)
Apparently there are, amongst other things, (I saw none of this as I took the shortest route possible, scared that I might get locked in if I wandered off course too much) six tennis courts, there is also pitch and putt, pétanque, a small zoo…who knew!? I did see the lovely bandstand though; it reminded me of being in Greenwich Park where I’ve enjoyed watching the odd brass band playing out from its bandstand.
The most noteworthy thing about my walk however, was the utterly utterly gorgeous sunset.
I ended my walk by popping in to one of the Salusbury trio of establishments (I must also go to the pub) The Salusbury Foodstore, and picking up a hunk of a slice of chocolate fudge cake, which was gorgeous, which was washed down with a cuppa whilst catching up on the first episode of Liberty of London. I did actually shed a tear at the end of it..I’m pathetic, I know, but it was really touching.