Photo-a-Day  (Monday, 9th May, 2022)

I remember Common Nook so well.....it was picturesque to a child's eyes with its white cottages, (as I thought of them). standing way back off Manchester Road as I passed by on the bus to Hindley. The "back gate" into Ince Park was just by the side of them, but we rarely used it, always going in by the main gate, The brook shown was the one that we used to catch "cockies" from near Can Row before it meandered its way past the cottages.

There’s a Wintery feel to this photo — Brr

This would have to be in Ince wouldn’t it? You couldn’t have a “Common Nook” in Shangri La Shevington . There’s nothing “Common” in the land of Factory Managers and Bank Executives don’t you know?
Isn’t it funny that when you catch someone picking his nose at the traffic lights, it’s nearly always someone wearing a collar and tie? I suppose these high powered executive don’t get much chance for a good nose rummage during the day so they save it all up for the journey home.
It’s what they do with it when they’ve dug it out that worries me!

Dtease, were are you're photos, these days, I miss them.However you do make me smile.

Played near here loads as a child,next to the park.Can Row Brook brings back lots of memories.

Come on DTease, let's be fair.
It's become apparent over the months , even to me , that Mick seems to possess the ability to get people's backs up on occasions, and although I do also realise that you're only having a bit of a laugh, I don't think it fair to class the entire population of Shevvy as factory managers or bank execs.
For instance, If I could give just one example,.....Mick's former next door neighbour ( I forget his name ) is a normal guy that worked his ar$e off for most of his life, like the rest of us just to pay off his mortgage.
( I think he worked in engineering ).

Unconnectedly,.... ( if that's actually a word ) he also has a classic British Triumph in his garage.
This alone notches up a few points for him in my book, but that's a different matter.
The bottom line being, that the chap's a right top bloke .

In addition, the bloke across the street is also a nice fella, and I don't know his name either, but I do remember that he gave me a few items of scrap metal to weigh in.
It only made a few quid, but it put a bit of diesel in my clapped out van.

Also, a lady on Miles lane freely gave me a few concrete paving slabs for an ongoing , no payment incurred , public project.

What I'm attempting to say here, and I've mentioned it on several occasions previously, although not necessarily on this platform, is that people are pretty much the same all over the world, regardless of colour, nationality etc.

In short , if anyone has a problem with Mick, which a number of posters on this site, appear to have, then please don't take it out on the residents of Shevvy.

[ Disclaimer ]

Merely in the event that certain individuals may have formed the opinion that I personally live in Shevvy, ................I don't.

I've stayed up late tonight. ...I'm normally in my cot by nine thirty but as anyone who has pulled their tripe out for 50 + years and has arrived at the promised land will readily acknowledge, there's buggerall to get up for in the morning anyway , so bon nuit a tous.

I think Veronica ment Spring.

The seasons are all mixed up anyway Alan. Not like years ago when Winter was Winter and Summer was Summer we knew where we stood. Pumps and Sandals in Summer and wellies and boots in Winter. Nowadays Summer clothes are packed away until we get a few weeks to wear them. But I suppose the sun always shines in Shangri La Shevington. Or we are led to believe it does in that imaginary Kingdom between the motorway up North and dawwn Sarff.

You’re right Ozy, I must try to stop making these generalisation about the good people of Shevington. It’s just that when you get past a certain age you tend to say what you want to say rather than what you should say.
So, my apologies to Mick’s neighbour (as he not gone yet?), my congratulations to the lady from Miles lane for getting rid of her unwanted concrete slabs and well done to the gentleman with the scrap iron for seeing you coming and getting you to take it down the Scrapyard for him.
There now! I feel much better for getting that of my chest. I think I’ll have a little nap now before dinner time …. Or would that be lunchtime?