I’ve been trying to get back on my bike again. This might seem insignificant, except that, until last week, the last time I’d ridden it, I spent the next three months in a cast and a moon boot. It took so little to knock me off that riding my bike seems like a much scarier undertaking than ever before.
But I rode myself, down Walnut Street, over to Allnut Park where the City of Glen Eira Party in the Park was in full swing, complete with Pet Expo, rides, multi-ethnic foods, face painting, and stalls representing all kinds of animal related organisations, as well as the Scouts, the Guides and others. I really wished I’d brought Hugo! But I’ll know for next year.