Flat grass and space for couples and groups on blankets, football games, children, prams. And I remember that brave young couple, sitting under a tree, she astride him; perhaps part of the dare was not to find a place further from the rest of us. In one, in fact, two, of the parks where we walked, there was a zoo, and there were always fountains. Not sure whether the question is: why did we visit so many parks, or: why did they make such an impression? Possible answer to question two: a very small boy taken daily to Kensington Gardens, climbing around on the Albert Memorial (before they blocked it off), fingering those carved figures, setting in place a positive association with parks and their metalwork.
All of which adds up to: I liked that old picture, but it's time. I've said more than once, "Yes, I think you should put your picture on your website," and I only know that because each time I've exempted myself from my own advice - not a good habit. [In other news: storm during the night; tarpaulin finally blown off the shed roof; rain massing in the clouds. But at least the bird feeders are refilled. On the radio this morning, somebody was calling for a "national innovation strategy". Can you imagine? Nothing more guaranteed to kill innovation stone dead.] Sorry about the park picture, but you can find it again at Weebly.