Pirates 4, Cars nil

Yesterday afternoon saw our first play street of the school year. It started off like any other play sessions. We had some lovely sunshine …


She did this for three hours on the trot, bless her

… and a facepainter provided an extra subversive element, by churning out a steady supply of pirates. Continue reading


Cruelty. And kindness

Just over two weeks ago I saw a policeman talking to a resident I know well on the street, and all that went through my head was: How can I wind him up next time I see him?

Clearly, I had not learnt from the last police visitation that serious stuff can, and does, happen on our unremarkable suburban street. Continue reading