MANCHESTER. On Stevenson Square.

The days are now cutting them selves back as the nights start to draw themselves in early.

The days are now cutting them selves back as the nights start to draw themselves in early.

The day gathers itself in with an eiderdown of clouds to make way for the night and the spars and masts of the boats moored in the harbour are silhouetted against the darkening sky.

For many years now I’ve had breaks of some kind in Scotland.

A had business to do in that London but in between it I managed to do a bit of a walkabout.

CHESTER. Under The Eastgate Clock.
The Eastgate clock has been a feature of Chester’s city walls since 1899, having been built to celebrate Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee two years earlier.

As I said in a previous post the weather on my trip down to Caernarvon had been fun but then a journey with the prospect of bumping into coffee and cake is always something I look forward to. Purely in the name of research of course.