Looking beyond the suburb of Fulwood to Sheffield city centre
Yesterday, Shirley fancied a walk in the winter sunshine. Clint agreed that she could sit in the front passenger seat and soon we were heading up to Ringinglow, beyond Sheffield's south western suburbs.
We parked in the car park up Fulwood Lane. It was here during the first COVID lockdown that I would meet with Mick and Mike and Danny for beers and happy conversation that flowed like the nearby River Porter.
There were lots of Sheffielders out and about - walking or cycling or standing outside "The Norfolk Arms" supping beer from the takeaway doors. All pubs have been closed round here since November 4th. The car park off Fulwood Lane was most unusually chock-a-block but as I say, we found a space.
It wasn't a long walk. No more than forty minutes. We stuck to the lanes because the land has been saturated in recent days. Shirley hadn't walked that circuit before and it was nice for her to see vistas of our adopted city and its suburbs in sharp winter light.
Back home I made a simple meal from chipped potatoes, leftover turkey with gravy, cranberry sauce and garden peas. Dessert was some of Shirley's scrummy vegan Christmas pudding with brandy sauce, brandy butter and brandy cream.
By the way, I telephoned our son Ian yesterday morning. He is feeling fine but has not yet received his COVID test result.
A view of Fulwood with Mayfield Chapel bottom left
Beautiful area. I'd be out there too.ReplyDelete
I would happily walk with you and together we would sing "O Canada!" as we plodded along.Delete
Looks like a lovely walk. I hope Ian's test comes back negative. Fingers crossed.ReplyDelete
Even the young and healthy can be felled by corona. As you say - fingers crossed.Delete
An unusually short walk for you, but with beautiful views and in wonderful winter sunshine. We have had a stormy and grey day here and walked only around the village, but the air was so clear we could easily make out the snow-covered slopes of the Vosges mountains in France and the snow on the highest bits of the Blackforest hills behind us.ReplyDelete
Shirley does not like to walk too far but she enjoyed this one. You are lucky that OK's appetites for walking matches yours.Delete
A delightful photo of Fulwood and while Australia suffers badly from urban sprawl, England suffers from houses so close together, surrounded by open land. Perhaps the houses huddle together for warmth.ReplyDelete
In America, even the poor tend to live in detached houses. I would love to live in a detached house with space around us. New housing estates in England tend to be all about cramming as many houses in as possible. Profit Rules!Delete
Hope Ian does not have to wait too long for his results.ReplyDelete
Looks like a lovely day for your walk. It has been quite etormy here and is now freezing.
Is "etormy" a Manx word JayCee?Delete
Oops... blogging without my reading glasses is not a good idea.Delete
As it is Christmastime, you are forgiven.Delete
Sounds like a nice walk. Wish my missus would go for a walk. Did you have a pint?ReplyDelete
No. I did not have a pint. I had two bottles of beer on Christmas Day - the first beer I had glugged since November 4th. Tell your missus that going for a walk is good for your physical and psychological health and promise not to walk too fast when you are with her - let her choose the pace.Delete
She will walk if we are in a warm climate like the Algarve and it's flat. But she hates the Irish climate when it's wet and windy like now.ReplyDelete
Perhaps you should be a less liberal husband. Just say. "Ethel! You are coming for a walk lass! Get your coat!"Delete
And just how does that work out for you in YOUR house, YP?Delete
Gulp! You got me there Debby!Delete
It looks a lovely day. I keep seeing pictures of Yorkshire snow high up on the moors, is there any snow round you?ReplyDelete
Nope. Not a single flake.Delete
"Scrummy" is a word that makes me laugh. Does it come from "scrumptious"?ReplyDelete
Well I guess it does. It is also connected with "yummy" mummy!Delete
Even though Ian does not yet have his results, it is at least good news that he is feeling okay. Long may good health continue--for all of you.ReplyDelete
Thanks for your kind wishes Mary.Delete
Oh, your beloved YorkshireReplyDelete
I adore the quality of your photographs.
God’s Own Country for sure.
These pictures were indeed in Yorkshire... but only just. The border with Derbyshire is very close by.Delete
Just an adjunct NeilReplyDelete
Jean commented on your blog of the 23 rd of December
She specifically asked for her comment not to be published
But it was anyway
Was this just an oversight ?
It was an error on my behalf Soupspoone. Thanks for pointing it out.Delete