ShoeStrings

    I never thought I’d be back on my childhood play equipment. Yeah I’ve  squashed my bum into the tiny swing seats & gone down a slippery dip with a frightened kid on my lap, but now at 28 years of age this is a daily routine. Supposedly it’ll help my walking! At least there’s tan bark to soften my fall. I’ve found that I’ve copped more stares, points and innocent comments from my fellow players than ever before. Who know if it’ll translate into my walking. The bright red and yellow structure is at least a  change from staring at grass, dog poo and bees on my oval walk.