Also, as it has been a few years since my encounter, there will be additions to this little pocket of glory (note to self: must get back post haste!)
It was a fairly cold winter's day and for once the 2095'er had absolutely no trouble with finding her way to the 2067. Even better, she knew exactly where the car should be parked AND where to find "the tunnel" (well as we all know it's actually an bridge but hey, i like the word tunnel and it's my blog, so tunnel it is!)
What can I say....been quite a while since the 2095'er set foot on the asphalt.
Enough of the rhetoric!
Upon finally sourcing and then actually entering the school grounds, I found what can only be termed an organic nirvana in an otherwise frantic traffic intersection.
Far from the madding crowd, with the gentle sound of birds twittering and the breeze through the camphor laurel trees (who, it must be noted, were toasty warm) I discovered, what I would define, Chatswood's best kept Saturday Secret!