GRANGE over SANDS. A Walk Along The Prom.

The winter planning continues, though as I look out of the window I wonder if summer is ever coming back or was it just a figment of my imagination.

The winter planning continues, though as I look out of the window I wonder if summer is ever coming back or was it just a figment of my imagination.

It wasn’t the most promising of days but the cabin fever had been biting hard all week so I braved the unfriendly elements and took a train ride up to the town of Leyland, a little to the south of Preston in Lancashire.

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 […]

When last we spoke I had just eaten my emergency pork pie, blundered there it was gorgeous, I should have bought two (possibly three?) and I was making my way back along the Bay to Morecambe and the train home.

Dear readers you find me in Preston, Lancashire, UK. I am heading north to Lancaster and then on to Morecambe on the beautiful Morecambe Bay. We’re now in the long stretch of the short, blink and you miss them days, so I’m making the most of every opportunity to get out into whatever sunshine is on offer. On the next leg, the day unfolds.

Winter is closing in and getting it’s claws into the last of the year. A day of decent weather presented itself and I didn’t want it to go to waste. I’ve been making use of the train out to Bangor and the the local bus services out across Angelsey. So today I though I would have a test flight out to the market to of Llangefni to see what the […]