I am thinking of changing my stage name from Yorkshire Pudding to Yorkshire Plodding. Last Thursday - the day I left my camera at Langley Mill Station - I walked for five and a half hours with just a ten minute break for the meagre lunch I had prepared. I must have walked more than twelve miles.
Naturally, I saw many things. You notice more when you are just plodding along. And what is more it was a beautiful day so everything around me was nicely illuminated. It certainly didn't feel like February. It felt like springtime had truly arrived - though it probably hasn't.
I was walking to the west of D.H.Lawrence country in the Derbyshire/Nottinghamshire borderlands. This was once a land of dirty coal mines, foundries, canals, railway tracks and pylons. A land of industrial endeavour, hard work and poverty layered upon an older landscape of farms and hedgerows and country lanes.
Consequently, the walk was very varied. As usual, I took many pictures but for some reason my picture of the day was the one shown at the top of this post - an old red container by The Erewash Canal. Emblazoned across it was the name "Lekkerland".
I wonder where Lekkerland is and if the people are happy there. Or perhaps that red container's compound is itself a tiny independent country removed from Brexit and street violence where the Lekkers live in peace and harmony, occasionally singing the Lekkerland national anthem...
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
I like the swans better .
ReplyDeleteI shall call the pen on the left Helen and the cob shall be Tony...in your honour.
DeleteYou put me to shame, Mr. P.
ReplyDeleteDon't tell Mr Moon. It was just one night. It meant nothing.
DeleteI'm from holland (originally) where lekker means delicious/good/nice. Something can either smell or taste lekker or the weather can be lekker. Lui(lazy)-lekkerland, like the english Cockaigne or Cockayne, is a land of plenty in medieval myth, an imaginary place of extreme luxury and ease.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like the kind of place I would like to live. Thanks for the information James... or maybe Brigitta.
DeleteDid you go around the other side of the container, it may have been a cafe, they are springing up just about everywhere now.
ReplyDeleteLove the carved hare.
Briony
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It's just a storage shed in a canalside compound of sheds and broken cars etc. and of course the throne room of The King of Lekkerland.
DeleteIf that's the case, let's all move to Lekkerland. What are we waiting for?
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DeleteI think I've decided on the penultimate photo of the couple on the bench as my favourite of the day.
ReplyDeleteYou are just an old romantic Graham.
DeleteYou are quite correct, YP.
DeleteThat was a beautiful day to do a 12 mile walk.
ReplyDeleteIt was indeed. Why didn't you fly over from Alberta to join me?
DeleteA wonderful reflection of the container in the water. If I walked for five and a half hours I think my legs would be completely worn away.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I feel like an elephant plodding through a jungle.
DeleteThe carved hare has my vote for today. That's an impressive "plod" you took :)
ReplyDeleteCome to think of it P.C.Plod appeared in the Noddy books. Perhaps I am his reincarnation.
DeleteI love the photo of the swans Mr.Plodding. The carved hare is wonderful as well - was it carved into a tree?
ReplyDeleteYes. It was indeed carved in to a tree Bonnie. I am a big fan of hares.
DeletePRIVATE. Why is it so private, do you suppose? Always makes me want to see what they're keeping to themselves...lovely cottage gardens, historic home, valuable vintage cars. Or maybe they just want to be left alone? That's my favorite picture.
ReplyDeleteI thought as much myself Hilly. It's called Breach Farm and it is at Denby Common.
DeleteCannabis
DeleteYes please.
DeleteIts lekker!
DeleteI like the carved hare, the swans and the couple on the bench, but my favourite of this lot is the "private" one.
ReplyDeleteLekkerland is actually a German company, selling convenience food to supermarkets and shops. Their containers are a familiar sight on German motorways and freight trains. Like James/Brigitta has explained, the word means delicious/delightful. Although in German it is spelled lecker, the company used lekker in its name for some reason I don't know.
I would like to live in a land that was delicious or delightful. Perhaps I already do.
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