BIRKENHEAD. Over The Water.

Woodside landing stage and the Pier Head facing one another across the Mersey.

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.

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.

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 […]

Rivington on the West Pennine Moors is an area I like to visit ( I direct you to previous blog posts for evidence of this ) . It’s criss crossed by a spidery web of twisting roads and lanes that attract riders of the motorized and unmotorized variety. Weekends are popular for these meet ups, the Top Barn especially, a three B’s kind of thing, a Bike, a Burger and […]