SHEFFIELD. A Meeting With The God Pan.
A walk through the Botanical Gardens in Sheffield will reveal many things to you
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FESHIEBRIDGE. Figures In The Woods.
There is a quiet B road that runs south from the Highland town of Aviemore and threads it’s way through the thickly wooded hills and soon leaves the clamour of the town behind. It’s a twisting, winding route with little traffic, a quiet alternative to the heavy roar of the A9 which it parallels.
EDINBURGH. Unsung Heroes Of The Fringe.
A feature of the Edinburgh Fringe that I always take notice of is the army of the flyer distributors that inhabit the Royal Mile around where the preview stages sit. There’s is the unsung task of persuading/cajoling/jollying along the passing punters to come and see their show.
SNAPSHOT! Didsbury. The Elephant In The Planter.
From my coffee and cannoli ( see previous post ) I got my tram ticket and travelled on down to the leafy suburb of Didsbury. I past this be-tusked gentleman sitting and watching the world go by. Conversation was short as I didn’t have bananas or peanuts with me. He said he’d remember me next time.
LISCARD. Faces In The Park.
I’ve a couple of routes to chose from on my wanderings across the Wirral, the thumb like area that faces Liverpool on the one side and North Wales on the other.
BUXTON & EDINBURGH. The Writing’s On The Wall.
One of the things I like to discover on my wanderings are the old, painted wall advertisements.
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