Bear is in Martial Arts holiday camp. I am not entirely sure about it as this morning the adult to child ratio looked a bit thin, but bear is fine. He has given me clear instructions about his lunch box and what should be in it, double checked that I had followed instructions, and I left him looking very enthusiastic.
The bus that takes us to the Martial Arts place goes on to Roundhay Park so I wandered up to there. I planned a day there walking but the phone ran out of charge and I had no way of telling the time to pick up bear so I am home and about to set off again to pick up bear.
There is a watering can chained to a tree in Roundhay Park. It has been chained since Christmas.
It isn't a good photo, but I assure you that in the centre of the picture is a watering can chained to a tree and next to a small beck. I can imagine werewolves and vampires and all sorts, but I cannot come up with a good reason to chain a watering can to a tree. However I do know that there is nothing quite like people and truth is usually a lot stranger than fiction as a piece of fiction has to make sense.
Bear next goes on Wednesday, so I will see what other pictures I can take there.