We’ve decided that Ward Jackson is our park of choice for now, after the playground at ours has got more and more broken, not to mention the incident with the geese and the bloody knee that I will not be forgetting any time soon. So Mummy took me along this morning and said if I was good I could have an ice cream. So I was a very good boy and played for ages with the other kids at the play ground. Something went a bit wrong with the machine and I ended up with the biggest ice cream you’ve ever seen! The only thing wrong with Ward Jackson Park is the ducks are totally not interested in our bread.