At the back of the Science Centre, there is a semi-outdoor (i.e. there is practically nothing where a wall would make it inside) space, that houses a couple of very large dinosaur models in a permanent exhibit.
If you haven’t guessed yet, I’ve nicknamed the T- Rex: Trevor.
And every morning the fake grass around this dinosaur zone gets hoovered (spot the high vis in the bottom left hand corner). This makes me smile.
What’s the strangest place you’ve seen being hoovered…..or indeed have hoovered yourself?