The idyll that is Forest Hill park, hosted it's monthly summer band - this time it was a bit loud and bangy, so we selected a picnic spot a little further from the stage and muttered in an way that ages us...
It was still lovely though - pet goats to cuddle and a cute play area and hula hoops galore - plus the strange, bendy hula hoop lady was twisting away.
Made an awesome mushroom and thyme pie in a bread basket that rose - felt like a culinary queen, though male staff should be credited with the dough. M of course only ate the bread, as these were not pizza-mushrooms!
