1:00-ish.
Some folk say I'm no longer cute.
They don't know nuffink.
Mummy, why has that lady up there come to our park without any swan food?
Olde fella, in fairly new shoes, on a walk.
Flurry of activity on the pond as folk throw bread out.
Bumble bee.
Another one.
A different type of bee on a different type of flower.
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