Against this backdrop, parks have served as oases, places where we can escape the confines of the four walls that surround us and have been closing in on all too many of us the longer the lockdown has gone on. Parks were even open when the lockdown was at its height, I was coughing my guts up and those that weren’t were only allowed to go out the front door to pick up supplies, or work (if they were key workers) or to make use of them for the purpose of exercise. Sadly, when local authorities are forced to swing the axe, parks are often among the things to get hit first because they’re maintained through discretionary spending. That changed as things took a turn for the better, that is until the pre-Brexit Tory Party project to muck up Britain settled upon austerity as the best way to achieve its aim. Imagine your local open space with a heavyweight piece of chain and a padlock on the gate, plus a sign saying closed by order of PriceWaterhouse, EY, Deloitte & KPMG, administrators to Holchester District Council (in liquidation). It’s an especially unpleasant thought for the millions of us living in cities, where accommodation is more cramped, and gardens are a luxury available to a fortunate few. At some point it’s going to hop, skip and jump across the species barrier just as our current unwanted viral pal did last year. Relying on Britain’s politicians, bureaucrats and the other structures that this latest affair has brutally exposed is a bit like putting your faith in a rusty old Vauxhall Astra with flaky transmission and an engine waiting for the most inconvenient moment to go kaboom.
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