Who’d have thought it? Today I woke up in Liverpool to a glorious crisp and clear, blue sky day. Believe it or not, I still love the weather here. I love the way it changes from day to day, hour to hour, minute to minute. And it’s Christmas day, so I set off for a Christmas walk to the local mini-park after breakfast, a talking walk. Here’s the talk – and the photos I took as I walked.
And yes, I realise I said “summer’s day” when it should have been “winter’s day”. Hey ho…
Recently, I started taking long walks again. Coming out of the slough of despond can have that effect, and vice versa. And as I walked, I began to think. As as I thought, it seemed like a good idea to share some of my thoughts.
So last week, setting off from Crewe Toll towards Princes Street, in Edinburgh, I thought I would share what was on my mind as I was walking.. Siri obligingly opened my voice memo app, and the result is here for you to listen to. There is traffic, and breathlessness involved, so it’s all very ‘in the moment’ as we say in the biz.
There’s talk about theatre, and the weather, and I do apologise for the poor quality of the recording. Clearly this is going to be a steep learning curve.
As I mention in the recording, at the top of Dean’s Bridge, a rather interesting building can be seen. I still haven’t been able to ascertain if it’s a private house or not. Here it is.
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