BigonaBianchi said:
...I would stick out my arms like wings and run through the park singing....
" I'm leafing on a jet plane..."
Yes, I thought of that one and also "If you leaf me now"
It was very quiet, with lots of leaves just waiting to be kicked, and a slight breeze to blow some more off the trees.
There was a group of students there studying wood and trees and all things arboretorial.
I have much apologising to do to Crackle tho', we went all that way, and the cake shop was closed.
Could have got an apple and cinnamon hot drinky thing, but had hot chocolate instead when I got home.
I am sorry I forgot to mention to the cyclists that they would need to climb Fish Hill. It seems they found cakes in Broadway.