Sometimes when I walk through the local park the playground is completely empty. When I have the small people with me it is very easy to upset the eldest by having a shot on the swings. The youngest is fabulous acting as a look out lest anyone should spot me.

This week I was on my own as I approached the play park, and the swing was empty. Looking both ways, I put my shopping down, parked my bottom, and then pushed off.

Swinging my legs backwards and forwards it wasn’t long before I was up in the air. The sensation of the giggle rising brought a lift to an otherwise uneventful day.

Finally I headed home, with a lighter spirit for this week.

I’m looking forward to my next walk that way in the hope the swing will be empty and I could have another shot.