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Originally built to carry a railway, the bridge over the Lune was converted to a roadway to accommodate Lancaster's one-way traffic system.
The way our garbage and recycling are collected. along with the frequency, have changed. It means I need to be at home when the bins are emptied in order to find sufficient space to get rid of what I can't reuse. The bucket I used till now is completely inadequate.
Sometimes this is just how I feel in the morning.
I usually don't listen to the news. I don't own a TV and never read the English press. But lately, the world's events have caught up with even me. What a sh*t show.
So, one way to address this is with music:
open.spotify.com/playlist/37i9dQZF1E37hI12Q8qjsV?si=0f54b...
It's too warm to cook so I've mixed some ratatouille with canned tuna and some sliced red onions. I've run out of parsley but should pick up a bunch after rehearsal. Meanwhile, it's gone into jars and into the fridge to chill in time for tea tonight.
stay chilled y'all.
English is not replete with words to describe a rainy day. I look north, to my Scottish cousins, who have the useful word, dreich. It's from the old Norse word, drjúgr, which means patient and long-suffering. To put up with weather like this when it is supposed to be sunny and warm would make anyone drjúgr, or dreich (which now means a damp, grey day). It's the kind of rain that soaks you before you even realise!
A gentle rain outside. I love how it affects the morning light in my kitchen.
Time for coffee and a sit down for a moment.
We have a special arrangement. It works, which is enough.
Some slightly tired celery, set to revive in a jar of filtered water. Chlorine in tap water is generally not good for this vegetable, and can even cause brown marks on the skin.
In Blackpool there is a trail of about 70 elephant models. There's an app to help find them. It's all for a charity to collect donations. A little bit of fun.
Health and safety regulations demand the garish warning stripes on the steps that lead into this red sandstone building. There's an expensive wireless access point above, but the paint on the door is flaking away under the blast from the sea nearby.
Leaving Kelvingrove for now. Even the door handles are works of art.
It was a great visit and I look forward to returning soon.
Hawthorn berries are full of vitamin C, slightly tart with a flavor redolent of apples. Maybe I'll make a syrup.
If your knife doesn't glide through a tomato it needs sharpening
Blunt knives can skip and that's when accidents in the kitchen often happen.
This was lunch today.
While waiting for a package to be delivered I catch up on some reading and admin. My wallpaper changes automatically, and here's a picture of Morecambe Bay from a few weeks ago. The moir effect seems to have been generated inside my phone.
My walk was longer than planned so I bought a small picnic at a convenience store en route.
Nary a bench to be seen so I sat on the grass and improvised on the theme of :déjeuner sur l'herbe. It was so nice in the sunshine.
Fun fact:
Brits buy about 10 million pre-packed sandwiches each day.
A bit overwhelmed this morning. Time to pause and calm down with some coffee and listening to Radio 3.
A beautiful, calm day on the river at high tide. The distant channel marker provides guidance. The tidal range is enormous and shifting mud flats can catch out the unwary navigator.
seat covering on a Stagecoach bus. Moquette is hard wearing and designed to always look clean as it wears. Clever fabric engineering.
I've seen several of these plastic stickers around town this week.
This plastic object could last for a very long time. I marvel at seeing bronze age objects that have been retrieved from the mud. Will a 'future me' feel the same about this plastic object? Does it add to the interest of this stone wall?
Am I overthinking this?
There's a new bench in the 'secret' garden. Looking forward to going again with a thermos of tea and a book.
Pea and mint soup on the last day of meteorological winter.
Peas were mentioned by Aristophanes in his play The Birds.
A patch of ground on the banks of the River Lune is for sale. Meanwhile it is kept secure with a fence. A bit of a pity because it make a super picnic or play area.
Elmer the Patchwork Elephant was inspired by the mascot for Bordeaux Zoo.
As an introduction to diversity it's a great set of books. Read more here:
The Secret Suites and Apart Hotel are conversions of former industrial buildings. Each suite is unique and finished to a high standard. It must be one of the quietest spots in town.
A kind observation about color cast ... I don't see blues very well. My new kitchen light plays havoc with my pictures. it seems!
Do. here's another go at showing my latest garlic press. What do you reckon?
The tourists have gone home and the gates are shut. Time to look at the pretty flowers (Aquilegia vulgaris).
"Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar drawing nigh,
Falls the night."
(Taps)
Even when the tide's out this place is spectacular. But the tide is about to turn and the win will change; I don't like the look of the cloud bank to the north. Time to move on again.
Working with old books is fun but when the calfskin bindings are dry and falling apart the dust gets everywhere. It's wise to take some precautions.
A reasonably expensive bicycle, securely attached with an Abus jointed bike lock to a tubular bike restraint. This morning it stands minus its wheels. A sad reminder to remove all your quick-release fasteners and replace them with something awkward, if you intend to park your bike for more than a few minutes, even in a busy street.