March 12th – A grim, rain-sodden commute in both directions. Coming home was a washout.

On the way, I passed the impressive flight of Birchills Locks, whose varied textures and levels made for an interesting photo in the grey, dripping landscape.

A day of warm spring sunshine isn’t too much to ask, is it?

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Author: BrownhillsBob

I told the truth - but told it bent. Wandering around bemused and ranty since 2007.

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