Today was an afternoon park session, at Petersham pool. I had met a friend for a pub lunch nearby, and had an hour or two before a family dinner up the road, so decided to stay on with my book and lay out in the shade.
It was an easy time of it, in between the laughs and jumble of dinner for my cousin Joe's birthday. 8 years old, he is a bit of a bruiser but all heart. We had a huge pan of paella, some beers and an ice cream cake in the twilight, eaten alive by mozzies but no one seemed to mind.