Photo-a-Day  (Thursday, 6th March, 2025)

thats the cemetery not boars head.

The fence I've known for yonks
When sturdy and strong ,
The lads tight roped along it's length
But never reached it's interminable end ,
Yet the grass was deep and soft
When you fell off ,
And the endless summers burned ;

Each March a gust blows down a post
Or loosens a nail and another rail drops ;
The deer have wrecked it much ,
Like Beecher's after the National .
Not a lot of use any more ,
Hardly a right angle left ! It's just there waiting ....
That old fence I've known for years .

Poet

I know this fence very well and have seen the animals who are responsible for breaking the fence.
It's the deer; they jump over and kick back at the top, and this knocks it off.
I've also witnessed them doing it in the paddock which is at the front of my 4-bedroom house.

Another beautiful photo once again Poet.

Wigan Mick, isn't the Cemetery at Boar's Head. So for me, Boar's Head is correct.
Stunning photo, Poet.

I’m not quite sure of where you are stood Poet but it looks to be the back of the houses on Wigan Road to the left and the houses at the top of Wigan Lane to the right?
If so I think there are, or were plans to build a road across there to connect with the M6 at Shevington, effectively a Standish Bypass.
All of which are in the vicinity of Boars Head.

Isn't it lovely, Poet, when something from your childhood/youth is still there? It may not mean anything to people who didn't know it then but it brings back so many memories for those who were there. It reminds me of Rupert Brooke's poem, "For men may come and men may go, but I go on forever", and your lovely photo makes us feel that Spring is on the way.

By his tone again this morning, I think Mick yet again got out on the wrong side of the bed with his Knees playing up. Take your prescribed medicine Mick and give us all a rest.

How many Micks on here.
Mick... Slippery Mick....Mick in Space....Wigan Mick.
Anyway, lovely photo Poet.