Down Love Lane.
Down Love Lane.
It was getting late in the afternoon, as we left Goldfinches feasting on the Niger seeds , and Robin playing in the ball, and headed off for South Norwood Country Park.
“let’s go left, and avoid the homecoming traffic!” I said; so we did.
Dominic’s unerring sense of direction found us, eventually, at the far end of the park and we found a niche for the car and wandered towards a gap in a scruffy fence that looked promising: it wasn’t really; just evidence of a ‘dosser’ [a board and an old sleeping bag,] piles of ‘to be avoided’ dog poo, and a fenced off dead end overlooking the Tram lines to Beckenham Junction.
Gingerly picking our way back to the broken down fence we turned onto a wide path that led south, passing along the ends of roads that were curtailed abruptly with lines of bollards; and terraced housing which blanked the wide path, sideways on. On the right was a littered grass verge, and left, the fencing that marked the edge of the Tramlines. Between that fencing and the path along which we walked, were signs of neighbourly living, the first of which was a raised bed with a motley array of plants. The best bit was a stretch of plastic chairs, climbing frames and assorted children’s play things. These were happily occupied by busy children of various ages, all apparently supervised by a couple of chatting young women; Mums from the neighbourhood? Only the ignored litter left a jarring note with me; it was otherwise strangely quaint and neighbourly, almost reminiscent of a bygone age, when children could safely play out in the streets of their homes.
Past the Children’s Play Area, was the bottom end of Love Lane.
After admiring some beautiful yellow berries and peeping at the Tram lines …
… we headed back for Love Lane in the gathering cool of the evening, pleased to have found a back entrance to the Park, and especially warmed by the Children’s Play Area.
Around the corner we approached the parked car in the gathering dusk, glimpsing folks’ front gardens on the way, …
… and passing other signs of Autumn en route home.
Anne ….. September 21st, 2018