LEYLAND. Fast Forward To Blossom Time.

Well I’m sitting here in my little office at the end of another cold, grey and wet day. Winter is so much fun at times.

Well I’m sitting here in my little office at the end of another cold, grey and wet day. Winter is so much fun at times.

January is doing what it does best, being cold and wet. At least that’s what it’s doing here on my doorstep. Time is not being wasted though, planning is being done for when Mr. Bluesky returns.

The new year is beginning to pick up speed. Still one or two things hanging around from its predecessor but that’s nothing new.

When last we spoke I had just eaten my emergency pork pie, blundered there it was gorgeous, I should have bought two (possibly three?) and I was making my way back along the Bay to Morecambe and the train home.

Dear readers you find me in Preston, Lancashire, UK. I am heading north to Lancaster and then on to Morecambe on the beautiful Morecambe Bay. We’re now in the long stretch of the short, blink and you miss them days, so I’m making the most of every opportunity to get out into whatever sunshine is on offer. On the next leg, the day unfolds.