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July 29th – I note that the former Superalloys site in Brownhills is now undergoing construction work to build expansion premises for Castings PLC. This is welcome news for Brownhills, as this is the last major manufacturer in the area. I can’t help wondering, though, that as the site of an old chemical works (hence the local name ‘The Chemical’) and then a scrapyard, what must lie beneath the soil. This land has been vacant for three decades, and it’s good to see it brought into use. Lets hope the construction crews are paying attention while they’re digging.

29th July – Didn’t have time to go far today, so took a late afternoon run up to Chasewater (more of which on the main blog over the weekend) via the canal. Noticed on the way that there’s a new landing stage at the back of Millfield School. Anyone know why it’s there? Not noticed it before, and seems like a large investment by somebody just to moor a narrowboat?

July 28th – It was the kind of hazy, warm, mellow evening one dreams about. Heat haze shimmered off the roads, and as I cruised down Shire Oak Hill into Brownhills I took in the the view, and reflected on how much it had changed since I was a lad. There used to be flats and maisonettes here, almost as far as the eye could see. It was never as green as it is now. We don’t realise just how verdant Brownhills is now, it’s gorgeous.

July 28th – returning from shopping in Lichfield, I drifted back through Chesterfield. This charming, old hamlet sits just south of Wall, on the other side of the A5/M6 Toll. The architecture here is stunning – this massive farmhouse is remarkable. Imposing and solid in that way that only Staffordshire farmhouses can be, I’ve been fascinated by it’s gables and complex rooflines for years. A handsome building.

July 28th – I know I keep returning to this. but it’s rather fantastic. The fields right now are just on the edge of harvest, and are positively glowing with gorgeous colour. Here at Harehurst Hill, near Wall overlooking a wheat field on a fine sunny afternoon, I seem a million miles away from the cold and chills of last winter’s dark commutes. Oh, for an endless summer…

July 27th – Getting of a Walsall train at Bescot, I lugged the bike over the mountainous footbridge and over the river Tame onto Bescot Cresent. Here, the formerly dirty, polluted river runs clean and is lined with greenery. The Ford Brook, which I commented on yesterday, flowing down the Goscote Valley, is a tributary to the Tame and shares the same issue with the invasive, alien plant Himalayan Balsam. Here, it grows tall and dense in the detritus at the side of a concrete culvert. The tinny, metallic smell of the flowers is very strong here, as it will be in lots of damp spaces for the coming month or so.

July 26th – The Goscote Valley cycle route is beautiful at the moment. Traversing it yesterday on my way home I was struct by the profusion of wildflowers and fruits creating a riot of colour. Everything from thistles to vetch, ragwort to rowan is loud and colourful, just fighting for our attention. I notice that on the banks of the Ford Brook, Himalayan Balsam is proliferating. This pink and white, tall flower is an invasive species but is itself rather beautiful. It has a peculiar scent and smells metallic. Let’s hope it doesn’t force out any of the equally beautiful native species.