March 8th – I pottered back down the canal to Brownhills. Thankfully, the toads seem to have disappeared, leaving behind wet, muddy and rather unpleasant towpaths.
The old railway bridge near Pelsall Road looked imposing and solid in the gloom.
One of the very few listed structures in Brownhills, it rots gently without the railway that once crossed it – now a cycling and walking trail called the McLean Way which is being created by (mainly elderly) volunteers and is a truly wonderful, community effort.
I guess we’ll never get the railway back – but McLean Way is certainly a great replacement.
In the wet and silence of a miserable Sunday night it was a warming thought.
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