Central Park

A Wet Weekend in Wollaton

Lee had just finished drying off the car with the chamois when it started to rain. Unperturbed by the now torrential downpour, we splashed our way over to Wollaton hall in a cloud of road spray.

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Hot n’ sticky down at the pod.

Somebody needs to have a word with the bods at the Pod, I’v been half a dozen times, and they only have two temperatures. Last year I sat up in the stands for a while, and I was shivering so hard that every photograph I shot had camera shake. This year was as hot as hell.

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