Picnic in Braunstone Park

A hazy day and a suggestion of a cool breeze but not enough to deter us from setting up our camp chairs in Braunstone Park and enjoying a flask of tea. Basil, of course, was glad of the opportunity to run around.

We'd gone to Leicester to feed George's cats. As we were sitting there, a white Rolls passed by carrying a bride to her wedding in Winstanley House, now a boutique hotel.