January Road Trip (XXXIII)

Sun climbs hill, blesses

Cathedral, castle, city

Pink cherry blossom

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n.b. Lincoln: this ancient city is built on an escarpment edge above the River Witham, (which it now envelopes). To the north the land falls steadily toward the Humber Estuary; to the east the land gradually flattens toward the German Sea beyond Boston and its Stump.

If you ever decide to visit this fascinating historic city, the Allotment House Bed & Breakfast is highly recommended; great bed and an excellent breakfast. It has a much-loved garden that enjoys the morning light.

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CLP 31/01/2020

January Road Trip (XXXII)

Thursday night, Hertford

The White Horse and dominoes

An innocent spot

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n.b. The White Horse, Hertford is a Real Ale pub. No juke box, no pool table. Log fire. Just people talking over pints and playing dominoes in a half-serious-not-serious kind of way. Passing the evening reminiscing about cricket, former club-mates, opponents and favourite grounds.

A very pleasant evening indeed before the last leg of this January’s road trip.

CLP 30/01/2020

January Road Trip (XXX)

Earth tumbles off steel

Turned turf rolls over face down

Gulls trawl plough’s soil wake

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n.b. After the urgent work of hedge cutting, trimming, mending, it is the time to plough. This is the moment to open the ground to air, rain and frost so the soil can break up, breathe and prepare for sewing and the warmth of spring.

It seems that every field I have passed from Norfolk to Hertfordshire is being worked today. This is the heavy, steady work of the season; rod by rod, acre by acre with the patience of the ploughman.

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CLP 30/01/2020

January Road Trip (XXVIII)

Gradual return

Known places, faces, routines

Landing gear engaged

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n.b. Runway lights in view. Lining up the nose, entering the approach path. Tray in upright position, seatbelt on. Hoping for a smooth landing back in reality.

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CLP 29/01/2020

January Road Trip (XXII)

Wemyss Bay terminus

For rail, but not yet for us

Rothesay ferry waits

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n.b. Cared for by the Friends of Wemyss Bay Station, (operated by the local private railway company), this architectural delight, in tune with the main concourse at Glasgow Central, was built to funnel train passengers down to the waterside for the ferries to holiday isles in the west of Scotland. Not so popular destinations now, but the railway station is ready and waiting to serve if called on again.

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If you get yourself to Wemyss Bay make sure to leave time to nip into The Station Bar. However, the ferry schedule, or sea conditions may give you no option but to hole up for a wee while in the cosy bar, (or adjoining Station Café, or even the second-hand bookshop – when open).

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CLP 26/01/2020