We knew it wouldn't last. That they would one day be a logistical exercise in transporting children to various playing fields and birthday parties. Goodbye rides the park and outings to the hills. (Actually we never did get to 'the hills' - that's kind of a joke between Killer and I. "Let's go to hills and buy fruit from an orchard" is code for 'talking it up'). Hello shin pads, mouth guards, boots with studs, and long stripey socks. Couldn't be happier.
Can I urge you to visit King's Park in Autumn? Especially if it's drizzling. Especially around the war memorial at sunset. And especially if you have spotty umbrellas.
