Chester is a place where history on is writ large, you walk around surrounded by the past’s echoes, from Roman times onwards. Today as I walked along Eastgate Street a dance of the old times went on in the sunshine. Times when the other world was a bit nearer and less hidden away in corners and mists.
To continue the day. I arrived in Chester and decided to take a walk over to Hoole, it’s only a few minute walk from the railway station, it’s an area that was scheduled for demolition but wiser heads prevailed and it’s now an area of interesting independent shops. There’s a couple of places to eat, a personal favorite is The Little Yellow Pig. I got there, found a table and […]
Woodside landing stage and the Pier Head facing one another across the Mersey.
A jewel in the Peak District, Buxton sits high in the Pennine range of hills that reach down through England from the Scottish Border. A Spa town it attracted the titled, the famous and is still today a magnet for tourists.
I have a branch of the Aldi discount store nearby where I live at Vulcan Village on the outskirts of Earlestown and Newton le Willows. This store is unusual as it is run by a cat, or at least the cat thinks it’s in charge and what a cat thinks becomes a fact. It seems that at some point the determined feline decided he would be in charge and he […]
It all started so well. The plan ( make plans and the gods laugh ) was to be a gentle train ride down through Chester, Shrewsbury, the Welsh border and into Hereford. The plan was working until the train I was on reached Shrewsbury, where the station signalling system decided to have a sulk. For about half an hour the train and us sat waiting, almost within touching distance of […]
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