Where I live is near a park called Finsbury Park. There are trains that go past the park and past my house and all the way to my Grandma’s house in Scotland. You can stand on the bridge on the way into the park and wave to them.

I wave to the trains every single day in case there’s someone on the train who knows my Grandma – and sometimes the driver waves back to me…

We walk the dogs in the park…they like it cos they have lots of doggy friends to play with and normally find tennis balls that have spilled out of the tennis courts…

There are also not one but TWO playgrounds for kids and a huge sandpit.

My favourite is the spinny round post in the playground, you can go really fast if someone like Daddy pushes you…