Now the day’s are doing their exercises and stretching a bit more. It’s no longer getting dark at four in the afternoon but nearer six thirty so I can start to hit some of my favourite destinations as well as sniffing out some new ones.
Outside the skies are gray, the wind is blowing and the rain is falling. Not the best of evenings. But on the plus side March is nearly here and Spring is creeping ever closer. The returning pleasures of long days and sunshine, throwing off the mole like hibernating habits of winter.
The Telephone Box, not the time travelling blue one but the everyday, sometimes slightly smelly, red one. Once a feature on every street corner, they are now disappearing at a faster and faster rate, their purpose in life falling victim to the now ubiquitous mobile.
Well just to show my life isn’t an endless parade of fun and self indulgence I took a ride into Warrington last week to but some wallpaper to finish off decorating my kitchen. I know, who needs, sex, drugs, rock and roll etc?
The days are easing into a more comfortable state, not luxurious but more comfortable.
The weather is still stuck in “Unfriendly” mode but sitting in looking out at the world outside is not one of my favourite ways to pass the time so it was on with the big coat and out on the bus to Preston.
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