R's rue

 This amused me , because I can see myself walking around like this tonight, letting off excess energy My colleagues and I all feel like this tonight, so we treated ourselves to a Chinese takeaway to have on our breaks.  It’s funny that something so ordinary re lockdown has become a real luxury and something to be enjoyed and savoured post lockdown. I finish my run of four nights on Sunday morning The quiet part of the night I have a book to read, a recent gift from Waterstones  surviving Tenko The True Story Of Margot Turner by Penny Starns. It’s the story of a nurse Arrested by the dreaded Kempeitai during the fall of Singapore during world war 2       Good news to end today too, my friend has been found safe.... from Going Gently https://ift.tt/341ZdXE

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Washgate Bridge over the infant River Dove - an old packhorse bridge With my South Korean friend Clint, I travelled west yesterday morning. We went through Bakewell, Monyash and Longnor before coming to rest in the scattered hamlet of  Dove Head which straddles the Staffordshire/Derbyshire border just south of Buxton. It is  half a mile east of Britain's highest village that is named - and I kid you not - Flash. As I donned my trusty walking boots, Clint again asked how long I would be. "At least three hours," I responded. "It's hard to say." A small but culturally diverse herd of cattle had come to take a look at us. They peered over a drystone wall. "What the **** are you looking at?" said Clint as I strolled away. Hello! Though I had my A4 hand map, my circular walk was not made any easier by poor signage and by the obvious fact that some of the paths I walked upon were rarely trodden. At Booth Farm, a stocky young farmer questioned ...