It's nice sometimes just to break up the day with a short, quick, local walk, even when the hours are full of chores and errands. I did a circuit of the park in the drizzle. The bandstand looked magnificent, with the surrounding autumnal trees echoing its red paintwork. Sad that it has been little used in this pandemic year - no concerts, no bands. Sir Titus Salt looked on from his pedestal, as in the distance a steady stream of young people escaped from the nearby Titus Salt School at the end of their school day, walking home through Roberts Park as - no doubt - generations of students and workers before them have done. A cat slipped silently across the path and disappeared into the shrubbery. Good to breathe, good to notice small things.
As carefree young eighteen year olds we used to swivel the very heavy Crimea guns used to decorate the parade ground and point them at the guardroom or the officers' mess. Your immaculate canon in Roberts Park seems to lead a more peaceful life!
ReplyDeleteThe cat! What a beautiful and cheery photograph!
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The bandstand is magnificent. It looks like a lovely setting for a small wedding.
The cannon, I wonder why they placed it there.
Good to get outside!
ReplyDeleteThe bandstand reminds me a bit of one in a town near where my parents lived.
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