Neighbourhood

It occurred to me that visitors from other lands might like to get a sense of where I am writing from. 

We live at the top of a long road - the house numbers go from 1 to 204. Our road runs parallel to Ecclesall Road which is the main artery leading out of the city of Sheffield to the south west.

In less than five minutes I can walk out to that main road where I can catch buses or visit the post office, local shops, a pharmacy, a Chinese takeaway, a fish and chip shop, "The Banner Cross" pub, two smaller micro-pubs, various hairdressers, a cobbler's shop, various estate agents, a newsagent's shop and a Persian bakery etc.. This afternoon I needed to renew my "Lotto" ticket at the Sainsbury's local supermarket so I took my camera along.

It was a mild but grey November afternoon with no sign of rain. For a change, I decided to present these photos in black and white apart from the picture at the top which I took when looking  in the window of Blundells estate agency.

My road's junction with Glenalmond Road

"The Itchy Pig" micro-pub

Sign in the tattooist's window

"The Dark Horse" micro-pub - formerly a bank

One of several hairdresser's salons

In the window of The Persian Bakery

East side of Ecclesall Road - including Pat O'Brien's butcher's 
shop and Neptune's fish and chip shop

Sainsbury's Local where I bought my Lotto ticket


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Larks

 Aviva Trains Wales are notoriously a bad ride.
I’m on the 12.18 straight through to Manchester and already it feels that I’m on something out of the Wild West. 
I messaged a friend so, as the usual rough looking yobs that often frequent the coast trains got off in Flint.

The refreshment trolley man was a breath of fresh air though.
Small and wiry and used to being ignored I suspect, he ambled down the aisle muttering a low chant of a list of his refreshments like a Monk chanting a prayer.
“ Tea, coffees, hot chocolate……..soft drinks…hard drinks……very hard drinks, snacks, crisps, sandwiches, all manner of things to stuff your faces with……complementary napkin….with every purchase.”  

Can anyone suggest a nice place for breakfast in central Manchester…I haven’t got a clue.
Off for drinks and a meal later and the well reviewed horror play Let The Right One In at the Royal Exchange
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Questions

 What are you reading?

What are you eating?

What are you buying?

Any prayer requests?

Any good news?



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