In the park the aviary is still there.
The park was, to an under-three year-old, a huge exciting place where you could get lost.
It's where I first fed ducks and swans with bread with Nanna (and of course received my first swan-bite, as you do).
It was where I sat on the stone lion and paddled in the toddler pool and picnicked on the grass.
One time I went back, they'd had vandals and removed all the birds, but it was nice to see them back this time.
So, some things do stay the same.
This time, Jane and I took Dad out for lunch and we sat in front of the cages and nattered over our sandwiches.