A horse chestnut in West Park. I didn’t get up close enough to see if the leaf colour had changed for autumn, or whether it was the blight which nowadays turns these leaves brown in late summer.
What attracted me was less the tree, than its contrast with the strips worn by the teams playing football. Even before I got to that part of the park, the match was making its presence felt. There were a few spectators, and I’ve never come across a more enthusiastic group at a weekend football in the park match before.