Jolly Coloured Bench
Last time I sat on a bench at this site in Ellis Park, it was broken and dull. What a difference a splash or two of paint makes?
We picked William up from home in Leicester, took him to the park to play but not before he'd push a small trolley around for Grandad in Morrisons.
Then to MacDonalds for mid afternoon lunch and then to swimming lesson where he jumped off the side of the pool into the water. The second time he did it, the swim teacher held out her hand to feign supporting him but removed it at the last moment. He was so excited at managing to jump in by himself.
Currently, he is sleeping here under the cover of George's old Ninja Turtle sleeping bag.