It’s not a rainy night in Georgia, it’s a rainy morning in Lancaster. I’m off and away to Cumbria using the excellent Stagecoach Explorer ticket, as Arthur Daley would say, the world is my lobster.
Looking at the weather I don’t think the usual photography will be high on the agenda but a ride out somewhere always provides some useful thinking time, so nowt wasted. And no doubt there will be coffee, cake etc along the way. A side note I was always taught at school not to start a sentence with and or but, was anyone else?
But anyway, the bus is here so I’m on my way, catch up with you later.