Verulamium Park

I'm in England at the moment and have had trouble finding any swings to go on, but I found some in sunny St Albans. I wasn't expecting much from these swings because the chain was so short, but I found them surprisingly good.

My swinging companions made it far more interesting. Four boys and a pretty blonde girl, all about 14 years old, sat on the swings next to me. I began listening into their conversation when I overheard the girl telling the boys that she had never kissed a girl. The boys all agreed that she was missing out and should try it sometime, trying to persuade her by telling her that they had all kissed girls and it was good. Then they started talking about a dirty movie they'd seen. It was all very charged and I felt uncomfortable.



Just then, a little girl on the slide next to the swings on the other side flew off the end, square into a big puddle at the bottom. She was wearing a little kilt, which was now sodden and her mum was pissing herself laughing, trying not to laugh in front of the little girl. Undetered, she kept going on the slide in just her nappies and gumboots.

A farewell swing

Last weekend we moved out of our place in Summer Hill and commenced the great migration north then westward to Canada.

I went on a walk around the neighbourhood and said goodbye to the resident cats, houses, trees, parks and piles of rubbish out on the kerb etc.


I'd never swung on this particular swing before, and I couldn't even tell you where it was exactly but it was in Leichhardt and it was a good one.

I look a bit uncomfortable but I assure you that's just because taking a photo of yourself with a camera whilst swinging is not an altogether easy task.

I wonder what kind of swings await me in the wide world out there?! Very exciting. I'll keep you posted.