Twenty past – that’s five minutes going due west then, so that must be the gate over there. How many layers of paint can there be on it? Solid but elegant, isn’t it? Apparently it was made in the forge that Jim now works in. Did you know that the surname ‘Wright’ come from the same root as ‘wrought’?
Now, bare left along the middle path. Follow the curve and watch out for bicycles on the green track.
Those prickly green chestnut cases are really quite soft when you pick them up. Did you soak them in vinegar? Can’t say I bothered.
If it rains again we can shelter in the bandstand over there. In fact, let’s take a short cut across the grass.
Can you smell the damp leaves?
Did you hear it? What is it? Look – a bright green flash! And another!
Outer circle of trees, fifth one along looking into the sun. Yes, that’s it – faded red ribbon round the trunk. She said she’d loosened it in Spring.
It’s taller than the others and the leaves are so shiny. View over the cricket pitch, that was the idea, they say.
No chestnuts yet; maybe next year.
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