I visited Garden Fields School in St Albans yesterday and had a lovely time there. It allowed me to spend a glorious, sunny afternoon on Sunday, visiting the Museum and the Roman remains, researching for an idea of mine.
As I wandered around the deserted amphitheatre, I remembered visiting it some forty years ago. My big sister would take me off on the bus to do “Projects” to fill up the time on long summer holidays. One day we did St Albans.
I hadn’t realised how leafy the place was. I went there a couple of times in my teens, but on Sunday it seemed really spacious. Most of the town were out enjoying themselves in the vast Verulam Park.
And now it’s raining, so back to the drawing board!