Despite the drizzle that rolled in over Heaton Park, spirits were high as members of the Manchester Statistical Society gathered for our now-annual summer picnic: A relaxed and gently thought-provoking occasion made all the more memorable by guest speaker David Blood, Chair of the Friends of Heaton Hall.

Sheltering under umbrellas and colonnades (and with a few strategic dashes to the café), we enjoyed a modest but meaningful afternoon in one of Manchester’s grandest public spaces. Heaton Hall, with its layered history and quietly commanding presence, provided the perfect setting, and a reminder that even in Manchester’s often less-than-perfect weather, ideas and community can thrive.

David Blood captivated attendees with stories of the Hall’s evolving architecture and changing social role. One of the day’s most charming moments came when he described how the Hall had been altered over time: widened to create more interior space, and even adapted in small but telling ways — such as Manchester City Council lowering a window to enable the selling of ice cream. These anecdotes, blending heritage and practicality, brought the building’s history vividly to life.

For many of us, this theme of quiet transformation — of how spaces adapt to new uses while holding on to their identity — felt like a fitting metaphor for the Society itself. From its origins in the 19th century to its embrace of contemporary topics like AI and data ethics, the Manchester Statistical Society continues to evolve with purpose, curiosity, and care.

As the rain eased (briefly!), we explored more around the park, and conversations turned to upcoming events, new members, and reflections on public life. The setting prompted a collective sense of stewardship — of data, of history, of community. And although we didn’t get the sun we hoped for, we left with something better: a renewed appreciation for Manchester’s built and intellectual heritage, and for the people who keep both alive.

Huge thanks to David Blood for sharing his knowledge with warmth and humour, and to everyone who braved the weather to be part of a wet but wonderful afternoon.