ORMSKIRK. A Saturday on The Market.

If you remember, a weekend ago I had one of my magical mystery tours on the bus. I had a free day but nothing to fill it with
If you remember, a weekend ago I had one of my magical mystery tours on the bus. I had a free day but nothing to fill it with
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.