Driving along the lanes between Stamford and Barnack you may have noticed a fantastic field of cowslips. Their propeller heads dancing in the wind so enticing. The trick was how to get to them! Access through bridleways and along public foot paths took us close but not close enough. Walking along the disused rail track we came to a clearing, laden with boards, chairs, paper and kit we stumbled across Mr Liquorice and his daughter tending to the field. After a brief history of the field (named South Park) and some careful negotiation we were permitted in! Have you ever made a tissty-tosstie?