Photo-a-Day  (Friday, 30th March, 2018)

Path down to the 'Whiteheads'

Favvers loads of opportunity for getting ones yed fast yonder.

From where to there??

If your daft enough to put yed through, I suspect you deserve to get stuck!

Ozy your Daffs are looking very nice next to the New Springs bridge, I took a photo but not sent it in to Brian yet

I don't get up to Shedfield bridge much these days to be honest Mick, although I did go up there last week just to check on the daffs. They're still there obviously, as are the climbing roses, and the flowering redcurrant, although the cream of Wigan's finest inbred retards and sub imbecilic ars---les appear to have seen fit to rip up a lot of my stuff and clod it in t' cut......I'm surprised you didn't clock the Khyber Pass on your visit to the white elephant that our illustrious leaders like to call....Wigan's phase two flood alleviation project....or maybe you did.

Regards. Ozy.

The way I recall - from Greenough St and over the open land and past the Camel's Hump where we played roly- poly. Then over the bridge and away to the woods we would go! Very disappointing to see it as it is now after a 55 yr gap with that ugly dam and the Triffid like vegetation.
(Somehow I don't think Howard P has been a small child - somebody must have knitted him!)

Veronica, I have heard many stories about where babies come from, but knitted!?
Mam, Mam was I found under a gooseberry tree? No son, you were a free pattern in Woman's Own!

I should have mentioned this in my previous post Mick, but as you'll no doubt be already aware, there's a tree down across the towpath, right next to the bridge. I'll try to get up there sometime next week with the chainsaw and sort the job out. Now this is just for you mind,.....nobody else. But I just couldn't live with the thought of you having to dismount from your space age intergalactic velocipede whilst rushing to get back home to Shevy in time for your bird's nest soup with noodles.... Only joking mate....You know me.

Regards. Ozy.

It was used many a time to describe 'goody- goodies' so now you know Dtease. Or even babies who were no trouble and unbelievably too good to be true!

What I didn't mention if you can imagine the scene....It was a sunny Sunday afternoon in the halcyon days of the fifties during a walk along the Douglas. Three young mothers with their inquisitive brood of 5 or 6 little ones. One more inquisitive than the others happened to get her head stuck in the railings! If it weren't for the efforts of a big burly Irish man 'sprising' the railings apart - like a modern day 'Popeye' - as well as a few others it would have been a job for the Fire Brigade. As Ozy reminds me every time he sees railings- I will no doubt never be allowed to forget it! The nightmare continues!!!

Yes I saw and photographed the tree Ozy, anybody riding in the dusk could easily have a nasty accident if they hit it.