We headed to Parc de Proce, about 20 minutes walk from home, cricket bat and ball in hand. We had a few rounds of French cricket (how fitting!) and a few throws of the ball, AJ found some guys to play tackle football with. We all watched Mums chasing gangs of unruly toddlers, the boys with sticks in hand; the ducks, geese and swans their target. The girl of the group was more interested in how the sunlight played on the branch of leaves she had acquired, the differences between girls and boys.
