A favourite destination of mine is Shrewsbury. It’s a pleasant and easy rail journey from where I live, down to Chester then along the Welsh border through Ruabon, Chirk and Gobowen. The landscape of rolling hills slip easily past the carriage window, usually helped by a coffee and packet of Jaffa cakes, other cakes are available, from the on board trolley. I like to travel in style… The station at […]
First of all, Happy New Year!! Yes I know it’s the sixth of January and 2020 is getting into it’s stride but I have been busy. Mince pies don’t eat themselves any more than roast turkey and all the trimmings does. Things on the blog will be a bit Wibbley Wobbley / Timey Wimey for a couple of posts until the new year and I catch up with one another. […]
Well, it’s that lull between Christmas now past, and the yet to arrive New Year. Those few days where you hang about in a festive limbo, gathering your thoughts and getting your breath back after sustained attacks on the turkey with all the trimmings and bouts of serious cracker pulling. I decided to get out of the house and get some fresh air but as it’s still that time of […]
You know those days, the ones where the weather is not exactly friendly, its cold, overcast. Squalls of rain hurl at you out of nowhere. That kind of day. For all that though, your common sense telling you that it’s better to stay in and be good, get stuff around the house done, sort those shelves, clear out those old magazines, sensible things. Nevertheless for some reason you can’t settle. […]
Leigh is a former mining town not too far away and like many towns that were mainly reliant on one industry it’s not had it troubles to seek over the last few years. That said it has a bustling town centre and market, plus decent-ish transport links into Manchester. Currently there’s an express guided busway but there is a feeling growing that an extension of Manchester’s Metrolink Tram system to […]
I’ve mixed feelings about public art, not against it as such but some of it leaves me feeling a bit underwhelmed. I suppose it depends on what you see as public art. Many a town centre of a certain age has it’s stone flocks of statues to the great and good, local worthies and benefactors. Or commemorations of local events. At least they look like something. I’m not that inspired […]
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