R's rue

By The Peak Forest Canal If you have been popping round to this blog for a good while, you will know that I harvest much pleasure from a long photo walk in unfamiliar territory. There's the map reading, the exercise, the history and the photo-taking. They combine like a chemical formula. This morning I got up with the sun for a change, took a shower straight away and then came downstairs for breakfast with my habitual pint of tea. I made a ham roll and a flask of coffee to take with me on my latest adventure in the December cold. It was nice not to have to rush.  I filled  my backpack and checked that I had everything I needed. I had made sure that my camera battery was fully charged and I had printed off a map that would guide me south from New Mills Central railway station and round in a big circle. Though short as all days are at this time of year, it was nonetheless destined to be as sharp and bright as a new pin. I had my red "Thinsulate" woolly hat, my finger...

 What I do matters These are not just Words But a window To my soul God sheds a  New layer With each new day I just didn’t know I was so layered And complicated from R's rue https://ift.tt/2DJb6Tr

 This week has been a bit of bust if I was honest. Yesterday I’d planned to meet with Nu in London. We were looking forward to a chat and something nice to eat and the spectacle of  English National Opera’s Its a wonderful life. But then British Railways had a meltdown day with excuses galore why no trains were leaving Crewe for London yesterday morning. Our somewhat cynical guard told us three reasons for the hold up. Overhead cable problems, people on the line , and congestion of traffic but he knew those didn’t bode well as three services to London had already been cancelled due to lack of staff. I had planned to be in London before 2 pm.  I was still stat on a train in Crewe station at 2pm so with a heavy heart, like many other passengers  I turned and got the Chester train home. Seeing Nu was just what I needed. I have a 2500 word essay to complete for collage on a Monday, and the rest of the week hasn’t been the kindest so Remembering  Peter Kay...