Carlton gardens is a lovely spot for a Sunday picnic, if picnics happen to be your thing. After recently being invited to attend a picnic with some friends, I had to kindly decline because I really don't like them. My friend was quite taken aback by this response and decided that me not liking picnics was like not liking Santa. I quickly explained that while I very much liked Santa, I find picnics good in theory but not so good in reality.

Here are just a few reasons why I don't find picnics particularly appealing:

* sitting on the ground is NOT comfortable (I have not been able to comfortably sit on the ground for a long period of time since I was in primary school)
* why must I have to look at people's feet while I eat?
* bees...I'm allergic to them and therefore play a dicey game of death every time I'm on their turf
* children - they're usually everywhere
* getting hit in the head by a ball or frisbee
* lack of bathrooms

Apart from that, sure, picnics are great.

(As a side note I should mention that I did end up going to the picnic with my friends, just to see if I was making a big deal out of nothing. That was all forgotten when I realised the people sitting next to us included very toned guys without tops on, a blow up doll and many suggestive photographs being taken with said doll. Maybe I have been wrong about picnics.)