November 11th – In the quick loop of the common whilst killing time waiting for food, we poured ourselves liquid down the parade.
At night, we often see deer crossing here, this wide, tree-lined road over the common is always beautiful, but never more so than in autumn.
One thing the sodium lights do set off well is autumn leaves.
Gorgeous, and the perfect appetiser for a good curry…
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November 9th – It rained all day, and into the night. A wet, horrible day stuck indoors working on DIY around home and trying to keep busy.
I slipped out after dark to do some essential shopping. Everywhere was saturated – we really are in a wet spell now. It seems like it’s been raining for weeks, although probably not; yet I don’t think I’ve every known such a miserable, wet autumn.
Brownhills and Silver Street were deserted. Anyone with any sense was inside, not out with me in this kingdom of rain. For once, I couldn’t blame them.
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November 2nd – Busy this weekend with stuff at home, so I’m mostly riding out on errands to get materials and suchlike. At lunchtime I had to head over to a DIY store in Chasetown, so in steady drizzle, I took to the canal. The towpaths were sodden, but the riding surprisingly fast.
I’m glad I’ve got stuff to do, this autumn has been terrible for cycling generally, and we’ve had more lost weekends than Lloyd Cole. Were I stuck inside without occupation, I’d be going stir crazy by now. I’m sure of it.
Crossing Ogley Junction over that imperious old iron footbridge, the canal looked grey and foreboding. But I was wrapped up well, warm and dry underneath. Getting past this may take what seems like an age, but better days will come, the sun will return and in a few months, we’ll have daffodils and daylight once more.
All I’ve got to do is hang in there.
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October 23rd – Another fine autumn day, and I must say, as it usually does, Autumn is starting to rest easy with me. It usually takes me a while to get over the loss of warmth, sun and light evenings, but when I do finally cave in, I find the season gorgeous.
In central Darlaston, the tree-lined roads, fallen leaves and sun-dapped scenery are beautiful and really enjoyable to ride through.
Yeah, go on. I can do this now. I’m ready.
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October 22nd – Tipton’s Coronation Gardens on a beautiful, sunny autumn day.
The Black Country is my home, the place I love: My past, present and hopefully, future.
William Perry the famous pugilist still takes on all comers here, but is continually humiliated by pigeons. His embarassment is quiet and dignified though,like this small but beautiful park.
When you mention Tipton to people who don’t know the place, they invariably imagine dirt, factories, bleak streets and deprivation.
Both I and William Perry know different. Although he’s still annoyed about the pigeons.
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October 16th – It’s not all grey and darkness, though – if you look carefully some flowers are still proudly hanging on on the edge lands and verges – the odd ragwort, bindweed, persistent daisies and oddly enough, plenty of purple clover.
There’s always something positive to be found if you look hard enough.
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October 15th – Returning in the evening at the usual time is now crossing into the night: My commute now often starts in twilight and just about ends in darkness.
As I passed Catshill Junction on my way to the High Street on a sodden canal towpath, I just caught the last of the light.
Oh how I hate this gradual, inexorable slide into darkness.
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October 15th – Near Brownhills Common, the colours are changing fast now with the full autumn gamut – from the bright yellow-green of shedding birches to the crimson reds and deep golds of more… Exotic shrubs and trees.
On a wet, grey morning they can really perk you up. A delight to the soul.
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October 9th – The fungus is really coming on now, I’m pleased to see a whole variety of mushrooms, balls, slime, mildew and brackets, some plain and some strikingly colourful.
Every day is a new discovery, and is one of the nicer aspects of autumn. These tiny parasols were growing on a grass verge in Chasetown, and although plain now, will be very striking when fully grown.
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October 3rd – The sunset now is getting really, really early and is quite a shock.
That was a hard, wet and punishing ride into the wind. It was hard work after the week I’ve had.
The winter lights are on, the scarf is out of the drawer and the thermals are being checked and washed.
And so, into the dark I disappear for the worst half of the year.
I hate this, but you have to have the bad with the good, so here goes…
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