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.
A bus ride I enjoy is out under the Mersey and onward through Birkenhead and on to New Brighton. Sometimes if the weather is decent I break the journey at Liscard for a walk around Central Park
The days are easing into a more comfortable state, not luxurious but more comfortable.
A little way to the north east of the city centre lies the beautiful wooded valley of Jesmond Dene, the waters of the Ouseburn flowing through on their way to meet the Tyne.
It’s been an odd week, nothing drastic or bad, just oddly uncooperative, like trying to run up the down escalator. It’s possible but tricky and time consuming. Anyway rather than bounce around the house like a grumpy ping pong ball I have come out and onto the Wirral, over the water from Liverpool. It’s not a long journey but long enough to relax and watch the world go by. First […]
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