Photo-a-Day  (Thursday, 12th April, 2018)

This is Ozymandias garden, he cleared all the empty beer cans and rubbish, cleared the over grown trees and planted new plants.
To get down there he had to abseil down by swinging on a rope.
Its people like him who should be awarded in these honors lists

Well done Eddie

At last! It's D day. At dawn's despatch
The flowers of spring are on the march.
Of winter's Occupation! Enough!
Now the yellow bugles in their ruffs
Are proclaiming freedom across the morn',
And retaking the hills and the garden lawns.

On D day they're assembling everywhere,
Divisions of daffodils assaulting the air,
In ranks and battalions fore and aft,
In tanks and tubs like landing craft.
The winter foe will be put to Sword
By Juno's lemon flowers of Gold.
No more appeasement! They'll make a stand.
On D day they will reclaim the land.
Today is the day of the daffodils!
Brave Liberators on windows sills.

Yes, well done, Eddie! We shouldn't have to pick up other people's litter...we drop ours in a bin or take it home. It maddens me to see parents throwing rubbish on the ground in front of their children....what chance have the children with that example? Lovely daffs, though, and I always like pics of "the cut".

Ugly everything!

Well done Ozymandias!

Ozy swooped from sisal thread, by walls like castle's keep

Its barren land of natures gold
Come show of daff's laid deep.

Ode to Ozy. By Shortfellow

At end of rope our intrepid hero descended
amidst mankind's detritus, back doubled over,bended.
A thankless task,undaunted,clawing earth and roots of old,
until those glorious trumpets of gold without a sound,
emerged triumphant from
solid,sodden ground!

Photo of Bridge Pit bridge, I think. Why is everyone waxing lyrical? I must have missed something.

Poet - another triumph, your descriptions are wonderful. Thanks.

Thank you David, beautiful reflections of the daffodils in the water.

Ken R Ozy cleared the way for the daffs to come through by planting them and swinging from a rope high above to clear all the rubbish away. He has now been mentioned in citations - maybe paving the way for a job in Her Majesty's back garden!

Kenneth keen with question fair, I'll lend a helping hand
The plantsman's care will always please, this stubborn bankside bland.

Coloured words from writer's rare, a change from hackneyed glide
The bankside scrub just had to go, save Ribes right-hand side.

Regards Ken.

Nice poem that Veronica. I haven't heard that one before, although to be fair, I'm not conversant with the works of Shortfellow. At the school that I occasionally attended, we were encouraged to study the works of the more classical poets, such as Tallfellow Fatbloke, and Slimchap.

There's loads of history in this pic. It would have been a stone bridge originally - as seen in the stone abutment to the right. Then mining subsidence came along - and the canal sank - as witnessed by the concrete piling above the water level, which built up the level of the banks as compensation. Then the bridge dropped - and various attempts to remedy the situation are visible - concrete pillars and blocks shoring the structure up - a steel girder, with bricks above to replace the collapsed stonework... and then the stone bridge is replaced with an iron one - then there's the lateral tie - the cross with a bolt in the middle - stabilising the supports through the bridge's span.
Somewhere all the works orders to have that work carried out will have existed - now lost, so we're left to surmise... and poetise.
Maybe you prefer the poetry.... I like the Poet's piece anyway.

Not a 'pome' Ozy ... A little ditty maybe! ;0))

The bridge was reinforced because the NCB used to run wagons over it to collect coal from the Dairy Pit.