I blame this book
I read it to both kids when they were little and it obviously sowed the seeds.
Tonight youngest child returned from Brownies hyped up and raring to go. Oldest child had already morphed into dressing gown guy, ready for bed and book. But no matter, hyped up child wanted to go for a walk. In the dark. In the rain. At something to nine O’clock.
Sometimes you just have to roll with it.
They love the idea of going to the park in the dark but I cant help feeling our walk is more of a “mad folks in their coats” or “Leamington Town in a Dressing Gown”.
Is that the sound of an offer of Poet Laureateship dropping on the welcome mat? perhaps not.
And so we grabbed brollies and headed out. And it was great.
Not a soul out on the streets apart from us (and yes, I know, there is obviously a very good reason for that). We saw the yellow street lights reflecting in the puddles, tried to spot conkers under the horse chestnut trees and watched two snails having a race across the path. It was riveting. No, really.
Oldest child was amazed by how different, and beautiful, everything looks in the rain in the dark. He wanted to photograph it but was thwarted by the limits of the camera on the iPad. I think this photo catches the mood quite well though
Then what better way to finish of a dark, rainy, autumn night than by hot buttered crumpets and a hot chocolate sprinkled with crumbled flake?