It was pretty busy. There lots of people when I got to the park. Most of them were moving with purpose.
Some had dressed in flags.
Some were hedging their bets.
Some had done their hair.
Quite a few were in school uniforms.
Some looked tired.
I am in this photograph somewhere, but there are no prizes for finding me.
And these two will have been there again today. That’s Boris on the left and Jaeson on the right.
Jaeson told me that Boris had missed his summer holidays this year. The Jubilee, then both sets of games have meant sacrifices. Normally he’d have had two weeks at the sea, running on the sands and in the shallows, a break from his work as a member of the Metropolitan Police. It is only as I type this that I realise that probably means Jaeson hasn’t had his hols either.
So a big thank-you to both of them, and my apologies to Boris that there was nothing interesting in my bag despite his hopeful look.