A Walk in the Park

With another week having passed without a word from the Heritage Association and feeling frustrated by all the wasted time, we took ourselves off to Parkhurst twice today to remind ourselves why we’ve decided it will be a good place to live.  Eventually.  This morning we  had brunch in 4th Avenue which must be one of the most vibrant neighbourhood roads in Johannesburg these days.  It has a great, old-fashioned High Street feel to it and throngs with families out to eat, couples strolling along the pavements and dog-walkers.

Then later this afternoon we took two of the dogs for a walk in ‘our’ park.  We approached the park from the northern side this time, (parking in Hamilton Avenue, Craighall Park) and found it looking beautiful.  The grass has been recently mown and the trees are ablaze with autumn colours.  We crossed the river which is not much more than a trickle at the moment and walked up to our boundary wall.  Several houses away from ours, a gate opened and three dogs tumbled out followed by their owner.  So we have now met a close neighbour who walks his dogs in the park at least twice a day and who reassured us that it is a wonderful place to live.  He was dumbfounded to hear about our Heritage woes. And we were pleased to meet a friendly neighbour.

Here are some pictures of the park, taken from the northern side.

View from Northern boundary of the park.

North to South park view

A taste of future freedom…

With my creative energy thwarted in Parkhurst, I’ve turned my attention instead to decorating the long-neglected doll’s house….

The only London Townhouse I’ll ever own…