Yesterday I took O over to the park at the end of out street. I say park, it used to have swings, a slide, a climbing frame, all the things you’d expect to find in a park. But about ten years ago they came a cut all the equipment down leaving a multi layered patch of concrete which was eventually sold earlier this year.
I figured this may be our last summer to enjoy having the space to run around in, before someone inevitably builds a house on it, so we strolled over with a pot of bubbles to enjoy the lovely warm weather.
To start with I was the one blowing bubbles and O ran around trying to catch them.