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A small presentation of recent photographs, not previously shared on this humble Yorkshire blog. Above - on the path from East Ardsley to Haigh Moor last Wednesday and immediately below, on the same expedition - the gates of St Michael's parish church...
And now back to our garden. Who is that lurking in the shubbery shadows? Can you see him?
Standing on the wall in the shadow of the privet hedge is Noddy - The Guardian of The Stones. I cannot even remember every place where I picked up those stones for random different reasons.
And in another shady nook, two of our senior gnomes - Penguin and Hamster - named after two gentleman bloggers who reside in Alexandria near Washington D.C.. They are currently on an extended gnome cruise.
Yesterday, I took wee Margot for a walk around the block. Oddly on an adjacent street there's an old tractor that hasn't moved in years. Naturally, Margot wanted to sit on the driver's seat.
And this very day, I took an urban walk. A stone's throw from our house you reach Brincliffe Edge Woods. I walked along this long avenue...
And deep in the woods I stumbled across an encampment set up by a few homeless people. Not something I have ever seen around here before...
Snowball hydrangea blooms outside a house on Edgedale Road. It was an eye-catching display.
On Brincliffe Edge, there are allotments like this one. Parcels of land where Sheffielders can grow vegetables or flowers and simply have their own peaceful inner city sanctuaries.
Across busy Abbeydale Road, I snapped this Italian cafe - North Town during a little break in the traffic. It seems a suitable name for a cafe in the north of England. I wonder if they serve Yorkshire puddings...


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Easter

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Stewart prepared a special Easter Sunday dinner. The Lamb of God was on the menu with roasted potatoes, Yorkshire puddings, leeks, carrots, parsnips and peas. For dessert, Shirley had followed the vegan sticky toffee pudding recipe in the first "Bosh!" cook book  and all was good. Earlier there had been an Easter egg hunt for the little ones and then we all went off to a Sheffield museum that I had not visited in many years - The Emergency Services Museum at West Bar. Greatly improved and still run by volunteers, it was a perfect excursion for all of us and we finished up in the museum's little cafe enjoying a light lunch. We had seen police cars, ambulances, fire engines and even a redundant lifeboat called "City of Sheffield". We all enjoyed the visit. As you might imagine, I will be coming back to this museum in a future post. On the way there,  the roads had been blocked off near Sheffield Children's Hospital as 750 motorcyclists arrived at Weston P...
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Today

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The view from Simon's back yard. It takes an hour and a half to travel to the village where I was born and raised. Today, Shirley came with me and saw my brother Simon for the first time since August 2019. As a nurse for more than forty years, she was not daunted by his changed appearance. With the cancer and everything he has become a bag of bones. So painfully thin - like a malnourished prisoner working on the Burma railway under Japanese supervision.  Wasting away. We stayed all afternoon.  Shirley had his washing machine on and we changed his bedding. I had bought a new fitted sheet, duvet cover and pillowcases from Tesco. Shirley said that his old bedding was "disgusting".  We brought tins of mushroom soup and cans of "Fanta" and "Coke" and some pots of chocolate mousse plus a couple of pints of milk. They were received with zero gratitude. In fact, he insisted that six cans of soup was far too many. I encouraged him to have a bath while...
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