I now have a copy of Direct Hit, signed by the author, to give away. It's a modest, but pretty little booklet and the story is very English. Uncharacteristically, I thought a competition was in order. All you have to do is write your own park story, mini-saga style, fifty words exactly if you can manage it but definitely no more than that. Post it on your own blog leaving a comment here with the link, or just post it in my comments box by 15th July. I'll find someone to judge.
Here is my park story from today.
Turning left, she walked past the sheep trough alongside the meadow, hugging the shade of the trees. It was late and she was unsure of the path, but people passing by were not speaking her language. Then, at last, she saw the sign, a gate, a staircase. The Central Line.