#365daysofbiking A beacon in the darkness:
December 5th – Heading back from work late, and I had to answer a call in Sheffield. I looked up and found I’d pulled over opposite the service station on the border of Sheffield and Riushall.
This is a surprisingly tough hill when you’re tired, and the lights of this outlet draw you toward them, and home.
I’ve always been interested in how filling stations seem like beacons in the darkness.
September 4th – The house with the remarkable chimneys in Stonnall, at the junction of Main Street and Wallheath Lane, has an unsuspected history. When I was a lad, the house was a petrol filling station, and the house that now stands on the left was built on it’s forecourt. I remember the garage well; it had a samll shop area through a wood and glass door and I often bought drinks and sweets there on my explorations as a youngster.
I was glad to see it so beautifully preserved, but I do miss the garage. A symbol of changing times.
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