Sanctuary

Town was heaving today, packed with orange ladies in sun-tops and North Face-wearing spotty youths. Nightmare. With #1 daughter again so no blipping allowed, although fortunately no Primark this time. Once she'd successfully hunted down an elusive pair of killer heels "for the races" I was allowed off the leash and made for the park again. This shady spot soothed the jagged nerves.