The park has several playgrounds- parks are seriously so spacious here, have I mentioned that? We skipped the first one because there was no shade and stopped at the second playground to eat our lunch. There was a zip line, swings, and various other playgroundish things. The zip line was the obvious favorite. I had a fun watching my kids zip their hearts out, but I also have fun watching little British kids “queue up” for these sorts of things. They get the concept of the queue but still love to shove and cut, and then there is always the diplomatic child who tries to keep things in order.
After we ate and the kids had their fill of this playground we walked through more park, crossed an overpass over the National Rail tracks, and into another section of the park with yet another playground. This kind of playground is called an Adventure Playground, or what we Americans might call a lawsuit waiting to happen. There was a man there (parks and rec type employee) who asked me to sign a waiver but it was loosely enforced and I saw many kids come in and out of their own accord.
The kids had adventures indeed!
Then of course- the sand. Water-less beaches everywhere folks. I do have to admit though, after watching the kids play here for a long time, it’s much less stressful without water. I don’t have to be constantly vigilant about who is in the water, and are they drowning? In fact, I wished I had a book with me this was so easy.
So when we stumbled across ANOTHER playground it was pure accident. But I let the kids get their fill of this one too, while I tried to figure out what on earth the people were doing on the other side of the pathway.
What WERE they doing? Picking wild blackberries! So we did that too. Until our poor wrists and hands were all scratched up and none of us could imagine eating another blackberry ever again. (Until dinner at least because I used the FRUITS [see what I did there?] of our labors in a salad.)