It’s the June Bank holiday and the weather is great (forecasts said it would be the hottest weekend of the year so far, but let’s face it, there hasn’t been a lot of competition). So one feels obliged to get out there and do something. Traditionally that “something” is a weekend away, or a big outing or a party or something that involves either packing, substantial preparation or a fair whack of money.
On the phone yesterday Jenny and I thought we might do “something” with Damon and Rohan, the zoo was tabled, but there is the garden festival on there, and seemingly traffic is horrendous round the Park, there was a suggestion of the dog show, but who needs to go to a dog show when you have a pack of your own… and thoughts of the body exhibition, but in the end, Jenny just turned up this morning and we decided there and then to go to the park and en route visit Kinsealy Pet Store to pick up an extending lead for our newest dog, Izzy. So Rohan and Damon got to meet a parrot, a cockatoo, and in what Rohan called “the secret room” there were snakes, scorpions and all kinds of fish. At St Anne’s Park there was tree climbing, wandering through the “forest”, finding funny buildings, the playground, ice creams (for the boys), munchies (for the girls) and an audience of thousands (for the dogs). All in all it turned out to be one of the best days I’ve had this year.