January 19th – A beautiful, hazy an sunny winter morning – chilly, but not bitter. It was dry, and the pleasure and speed of dry roads seemed alien to me after so many wet weeks. Jockey meadows were beautiful, as were The Butts in Walsall, with those gorgeous terraces. Even Darlaston’s 1930s factories with their stark, monolithic walls were a joy in the mellow January sun.

All this is great for my heart and soul. More, please!

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I told the truth - but told it bent. Wandering around bemused and ranty since 2007. View all posts by BrownhillsBob