Within minutes of leaving home last week as we undertook our mad dash to Eastbourne I lost part of a tooth which then rubbed against my tongue until I saw my dentist yesterday morning. The only relief coming from a mixture of chewing gum and a filling compound I bought in Boots. On my way home from the dentist I went for a walk around the park and met with our near neighbours, Mr and Mrs Ferdi. They have lived in Lenton for a lot longer than us and are very much part of the local community. We always stop and have a chat when we see one another and I am, on reflection, surprised that it took me this long to take a picture of them.
On our last walk around the park Susan commented on the lovely border beside the bowling green on the Church Street side. If only this was 'smell-a-blog' as well, as I think if I had to choose between seeing or smelling the border, I would go for the latter. Another part of Lenton Recreation Ground heavy with scent at the moment is the footpath which runs alongside Devonshire Promenade. There are little pockets of bluebells around the park this year with a hint that the dense planting by the dunking area may actually flower this year. There are green shoots carpeting the area.
Finally, I would like to introduce you to some visitors from West Bridgford, who were driving past the park with their top dog when they decided to call in for a quick game of footie. Yes folks, these are the footie dogs, waiting for the ball so that they can push it around the park at breakneck speed — so fast in fact that my little old digital camera can only capture a blur, so I had to wait until the dogs and the ball were standing still. Luckily for me the football got tangled in the ivy and I was able to get the above picture. The top dog told me that the one with a ball started chasing footballs from a very early age and would run off with other people's balls. In the end she got the dogs their own football.
Meeting the Ferdis was a pleasant surprise, but meeting the footie dogs was totally unexpected. I hope they come again. They were fun to watch.
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