Moorthorpe
With everything that has been going on, it would be easy to imagine that the COVID pandemic is over. But it's not over. Only this morning, my South Korean friend Clint informed me that he had tested positive. Consequently, he would be unable to transport me to the nether regions of South Yorkshire for a long walk in unfamiliar territory. I took a local train instead. Beforehand I caught a public bus into the city centre but would you believe it! The electrical systems aboard the bus malfunctioned when we reached the bottom of a long shopping street called The Moor. I jumped off the bus and marched half a mile to the railway station, making my train with less that a minute to spare. The train was heading for Leeds. It was a slow train that stopped at every station on route. We were in a landscape that once belonged to coal mining but of course now the collieries are all gone. Only the memories remain, becoming more diatant with each passing year. I alighted form the train as...
