Back there again, some imperfect bits were seen when around 7pm I trotted through the edge of the park (near the uni, where I heard there were some foxes) to an area I did not used to go. Some alleys were absolutely dark, but I wouldn't think they could be too dodgy.
It's good to feel familiar.
Made a few turns then I realised actually my past route formed a triangle! Silly silly! But I missed killing time this way: as if nothing important needed to be done, and no business I needed to attend to.
A colourful day but cold.