The rain had been coming down for a week on end (well this is England the 'Green and Pleasant Land.) So on this first glimpse of sun, and a perfectly mild day (after the 'usual' unpredicatable weather that is the UK), the park was busy.
Although it is a very large park, on entering via Black Lion Gate (well the Loos to the East), it became apparent that this was the high spot for a Sunday stroll.
We headed down to the Round Pond, but on arrival I wondered what all the fuss was about.
I was tired from long distant travel, but could I find a bench, a seat? Not I could not! There were a few dotted on the main avenue, and a token few around the pond, but as the ground was sodden all were taken. (A few of the brave had brought blankets and were prepared, but my hosts had not reckoned on me needing to sit down.)
I think if I won the lottery I would donate a 1,000 (at least!) park benches to enable visitors to rest and take their time.
The park also looked like a refugee camp as bodies were sprawled here and there - despite the wet grass!
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