I spotted this tree, which against all the odds, and significant peer pressure has pursued its own path in life.
Tortuous metaphor aside, Vicky and me went for a cold (bloody freezing) walk with Spartacus to the Park Hall Country park, which despite its name has no hall and is pretty much in the middle of Stoke-on-Trent. Its a brilliant, often overlooked, and on our doorstep. Its a bit like scale version of Canock Case, but with less Brummie day trippers. Not sure who got the most exercise, the dog or us.
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