Dogs!
Yes: dogs!
Every afternoon around 5pm Willoughby's dog owners converge on the park for a no-leash, multi-pawed, meaty-tongued extravaganza, a mad panting carnival full of black gums, wild eyes and reckless, relentless bum sniffing. This is humanity at its finest: dog owners are an honest, convivial bunch, and they give great chat.
This review could also have read:
This is the leafy green heart and soul of suburban Willoughby, a three-tiered recreational park enclosed by tall gum trees wreathed with kookaburras and magpies, encircled by winding walkways and dotted with kids playgrounds.
It didn't though. I own a (fat) pug, so the dog angle was far more appealing. read more