Ayelet I.
Yelp
My nicknames include "Peacock Head", "Birdy Girl", and "Cutie McHoots". 'So what?' You ask? This park has fucking peacocks wandering around free to preen, ruffle their feathers and generally make this park more badass than it already is. At least to a bird nerd like me. On top of that, it's fabulously cared for-I mean, there are specific dog toilet areas. Huh? A public bathroom for doggies in a park? You know you're not in the East end anymore folks.
Seriously though, it's a great park to take a stroll in. There are numerous paths, either in the open air near Kensington's shops to take a quick brisk walk through in linear fashion, or deeper in the park where the walkways are more rustic and confusing to navigate, trees shading you from the sunlight and a Japanese garden to stumble upon as you wander along.
This is a small park compared to Hyde or Regent's, but it's charming in its own right. I frequently took a walk through it on the way to the shops or just to lay in a bench and watch the peacocks fan their feathers in opulent glory. It's definitely not your average grassy park, it feels very much a fancy, private land, where nannies push the trendiest of baby-filled prams, where elderly couples wander their days away hand in hand oblivious to all but themselves and the nature that surrounds, and where little doggies are indulged more than some humans elsewhere in the city. Stratification indeed, but one I could not help but languish in happily. Eep.