The snow falls gently on to Newton le Willows railway station. A train to Chester is due.
Right, Christmas is now jingling away into the distance leaving behind a trail of gifts, wrapping paper, empty glasses and slightly mangled decorations blowing in the breeze. While in it’s wake 2023 is beginning to take its first faltering steps, unsteady for now, direction uncertain but at least on it’s way. So it’s time now to take the dust covers off my trusty nonsense generating blog machine, stoke up the flux capacitor and voyage yet again on to the uncharted reaches of the web.
As with all good tales, I’ll start with what is basically a “New Readers Start Here” post. A final look back at the dying but still glowing embers of 2022.
There, done. A bit whistle stop but that’s Christmas. Time to start a fresh year of rambling and wandering.