I had the pleasure of paying a visit to Ryton Pools Country Park located in the south of the outskirts of Coventry.
I was going to get there by bus, but after taking the wrong 11 bus, I decided to speed up my travel on an Uber with an anticipated fare of around 5 pound sterlings. Unfortunately for me, the fare was updated to 13 pound sterlings upon arrival because of ‘unexpected route change’ in Uber’s words. Fair play to the data scientists behind Uber I guess …
Anyway I walked through to the entrance of the park. There was an insect sensory garden, which I didn’t take any pictures of. What caught my eye was the makeshift wind chimes that were made of utensils attached to a thin wooden block attached to the two sides of the garden.
There was some an information board about the different types of bees that inhabited the area.
Ahoy! My fellow pirate, have yer found any treasures yet?
Well I found a colorful wood sculpted macaw. There were two skulls too. Kinda spooky if you ask me.
A bouquet of roses was laid upon a tree on the side of the path. The curiosity in me led me to opening the envelope, I think it was a tribute to someone’s loved one.
There was a section for den building. I went in and sat on the log briefly before continuing my journey.
There’s something calming about witness a herd of black sheep nibbling away at the grass.
Statistically, I was probably the only human today to sit inside the bird hide.
The true performative male is not one that carries a tote bag with a fluffy Labubu, drinking micro-plastic lade matcha, reading feminist literature.
The pinnacle of performative males lies in setting up a mac book with red light filer, drinking a glass bottle of spring water, sitting in the bird hide, listening to the occasional cacophony of swans, ducks and geese splashing the waters.
Greg had a sculpture like this at the entrance of his farm house. I think it was an owl?
It’s like a fallen angel. The bird, with its wings spread across, was heavy to pick up, to say the least.
I climbed up and sat on one of these disc-like things for a while. At that moment, I was more free than the richest CEO’s of the world.
The white horse was looking at me, while the brown one was too busy eating that only its ass stuck out.
After getting a bacon cheeseburger with all toppings and sauces, I soon learnt that peanuts are offered in the store as snacks for customers waiting for their burgers.
And just as I was about to write up this post at the Indigo Hotel next to the train station, I saw this funny maths meme on Facebook.
Maybe I can write up a post on this to make some money on Medium hehe 🙂