Yes I know it’s January and a wet one at that but the days are beginning to drag a little. The fun and frolics of Christmas and New Year are back in their cardboard box in the attic and it’s now the long, slow trudge through the soggy beginning of the year towards the changing of the clocks and the days moving from short into long trousers. I decided on […]
It was to the coast for me last weekend, to Morecambe for the Vintage By The Sea festival.
It’s an event I only dropped onto last year though it has been running for a while. It’s an excuse to raid the dressing up box and polish, or get your chauffeur , to polish the drop head Bentley or elegant Alvis and pootle along to the seaside.
Right just to tidy up my Shrewsbury trip so it can be put safely into the big box of stuff and memories.
Lately the UK has been enjoying a run of hot weather, very enjoyable it is too. As well as being something of a guilty pleasure to us natives. Sunshine? Warm weather? Somehow the British Isles must have drifted off nearer to the Mediterranean.
The clocks here in the UK have long since gone into summer time mode so it’s time to be out and about again. There’s nothing to be gained letting a day go to waste, life doesn’t give refunds. It’s a little while since I’ve been out to the Thursday street market at Ormskirk, it’s on Saturdays too, so that was the perfect excuse to get out of the house for […]
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.
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
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