Our children are growing up at Plunton Mains just as those of our neighbours have left or are leaving home, and so are just in time to be part of continuing folklore. They are already creating their own, grafting it onto what was created before.

After a chat with Janet about interesting walks, I set off with the children to find the Bouncy Tree, a huge old horse chestnut that was a favourite of all the Plunton children. First stop was the causeway over the Pond, an artificial lochan behind our house.

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We disturbed a few ducks, who flew off, though the two swans stayed and didn’t seem to mind us skimming stones. The OS map shows two islands here, which I looked for but couldn’t find. I wondered if perhaps the winter water level is higher and we’ll see islands in the summer; or perhaps the gaps have been filled in recently and the islands don’t exist any more.

The field got a bit wilder after that and we crossed an overgrown stile, went through a marshy coppice, and climbed a slope with a large tree at the top, which I suspected was the Bouncy Tree. We were quite close to home at this point and so were running out of big trees that could be described as bouncy.

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Sure as fate, it was the Bouncy Tree. We’d been warned that the best bouncy branch had been snapped off by a bull, so were happy to find a low-hanging, bouncy branch ready for bouncing. The tree has grown and smaller branches are now bending down under their own weight, ready to be bounced on.

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It is close to our house and looks perfect for climbing into as well. A great walk in the sunshine.