Well, I tried to write a really interesting post, about the kind of things that spark off memories. Trust me, it would have been a humdinger. But sometimes, Blogger – the template we use for writing these blogs – just won’t play ball. And this was one of those times. Pictures shot about all over the place, text leapt about in an alarming fashion, captions played peekaboo. And I have things to do, people to see, places to go, and a healthy equilibrium to maintain.
So I will leave you with – I hope – one of the pictures that would have furnished an elegant epilogue to that sadly departed post. It’s a sculpture, from a woodland trail at Crich Tramway Museum in Derbyshire, where we recently went with small grandchildren. Somehow, it really spoke to me.
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| I guess we all have days like this sometimes, don’t we? |
