Which British park moment makes you feel most alive? Rank your favourites!

That magical afternoon when the temperature hits 17°C and suddenly every green space becomes a festival. Sun cream optional, sausage rolls mandatory.

There's nothing quite like a labrador sprinting in chaotic circles while its owner shouts a posh name into the void. Pure, unfiltered joy.

The kind of crisp October stroll that makes you feel like you're in a Richard Curtis film. Bonus points for kicking a particularly satisfying pile.

You weren't planning to listen, but here you are, tapping your foot to a tuba rendition of Sweet Caroline next to a stranger eating an ice lolly.

A timeless classic until one menacing goose decides you owe it everything. Equal parts wholesome and mildly terrifying.