The sun shone today and Amy and I walked through the village of Wyke which is a few miles away from where we live. The first of my Wyke Walk photos shows the rather strange entrance to the village recreation ground. There is obviously a purpose to its design, but I cannot imagine what it is. Unless you are a supermodel. you need to rotate your body through 90 degrees and shuffle through the gate. If you had a body which was somehow fully articulated around the waist, I suppose you could get through without shuffling, but such a body doesn't seem to have emerged out of the gene-pool lottery yet. Amy couldn't understand what I was complaining about, she managed to get through without any problem.