October 9th – Today was one of those headache-grey autumnal Sundays when evening falls quickly and everything seems kind of dead. I hate days like this. Escaping at 5pm, I took a spin around the common in Brownhills in a desperate attempt to brighten my mood. On Friday, I’d commented that the water level in the new pool in Clayhanger was very low, and that perhaps it was low enough for the stepping stones – laid to reach the central island when the pond was created in 1986 – to be usable again. A tootle round the pond confirmed this to be the case. The stones were laid out of large lumps of masonry the workers had to hand – mostly coping stones from the parapet of the old railway bridge that used to cross the canal nearby. Others lie dotted about in the undergrowth.

October 8th – It seems to be a good year for fly agaric, the classic fairytale toadstool. They grow near birches and I’m usually lucky to see a handful or so – this year they’re all over the place. These excellent specimens were spotted on the heathland near the spillway at Chasewater, between the canal and the dam road. Considered toxic, and used as a hallucinogen in some cultures, these bright fungi have an otherworldly aurra, even odder when you consider that the white spots drop off as they age. Nature: always doing stuff just to get attention.

October 8th – Chasewater. It’s all a bit sad. Yesterday, there was a media binge by Staffordshire and Lichfield Councils, who have been working on repairing the 212 year old dam at the currently drained reservoir. Celebrations were afoot because, apparently, the ‘plug’ was going back in and the reservoir would now be allowed to refill naturally. Sadly, the weather has to do the rest and we’re in the driest of dry seasons. The tone of the press releases and media focus was such that whilst stood photographing the unfinished works, several people came up to me and expressed their dismay at the clearly unfinished works. They thought the dam was repaired and the lake full again, which is very far from the truth.

As these images show, although the work on the outlet culvert is now complete, the dam bridge, spillway and other works are still to be finished.

The old outlet culvert is now chambered, and had been built up behind the sectional piling that made up the cofferdam. Slowly, it’s filling up with water.Those square section pipes are what, at the moment, passes for the old bridge, and the dam road is still closed off and impassible. Work here will continue for some months, and a large part of the park will remain inaccessible.

I have real concern for the clubs and businesses that rely on Chasewater for their livelihood. This situation has gone on too long.

October 7th – After the dry summer, lots of bodies of water locally seem to be very low. Last week,end, I noticed Blithfield reservoir was a good few metres short of it’s usual level, and today, I noticed that the new pool near Clayhanger was low, too. When this pond was created25 years ago, there were stepping stones to a central island, which later became submerged. I wonder if the water level will get low enough to expose them again?

October 7th – Sure enough, five minutes later I was pottering through Highgate to Six Ways. I love this bit of Walsall: Victorian foursquare townhouses, tree-lined streets, wedged in between the Birmingham Road and edgier Caldmore. The sun was out and the sun is always kind to these old, old streets. Forgetting the asphalt and cars, I should think they’ve change little in the last hundred years.

October 7th – A very changeable day. If you didn’t like the weather, all that was needed was to wait five minutes. Sun, wind, rain, had it all… here in Caldmore, Walsall, I’d stopped at a sweet centre to buy indian snacks. Just as I ducked into the store, the heavens opened. When I came out, I munched a samosa and watched the rain from under the canopy… in a couple of minutes, the sun was bright and warm again. I love Caldmore.

October 6th – Walsall was eerily quiet. I’ve spotted lots of potential night shots around here – I’ll need them for when the nights close in and I’m coming home in the dark. This is the only bit of Walsall’s risibly named ‘Civic Quarter’ I like; the Crossing at St Paul’s – a former church transformed into a shopping and faith centre. I like the square in front and the view of The Imperial – itself a former cinema turned into a pub. I like this square – such a shame that the Leicester Street area looks like an uncoordinated architectural mess.

October 6th – A late return from Telford gave me another chance to shoot Walsall in the dark. The weather had been awful, and Walsall was largely cold, wet and deserted. Spotting this view from the ramp on Walsall Station, I couldn’t resist it. Station Street is still a little bit of ‘old’ Walsall; despite the pedestrianisation and new buildings, I imagine this is a lot like Walsall before the town planners wrecked it.

5th October – This one is far more serious. Recently, the Whitehouse junction in Aldridge was resurfaced an re designed. It’s now horrid to cycle across, and encourages the type of driver behaviour demonstrated above. The guy cuts me up, then stops his car, opens the door and shouts something abusive at me (I couldn’t hear what, due to the wind). I notice he didn’t seem to want to hang around and discuss the issue. All I did was shake my head and mutter.

EY52ANE – you’re dangerous. Please consider your behaviour and it’s effect on others, before you kill somebody.

5th October – There seemed to be a lot of dodgy driving today as I rode home from Darlaston. This one, at the Pleck Road Junction near the former Brown Lion pub, Walsall – although not terrible in itself, was somewhat annoying. Clearly the result of queuing across the junction. The lady driver giving me the finger as I cycled past was a particularly tasteful touch, I thought.