|Sheep on Bretton Mount|
And so another year begins. We are twenty years beyond the very start of this new millennium. That realisation is almost frightening. Time marching on.
Today there was effectively a home match to attend in The English Championship. It finished Sheffield Wednesday 0 Hull City 1 on a chilly afternoon when the misty cold threatened to seep into your very bones. I was there with not one but two of my favourite men in the whole wide world - Tony from East Yorkshire and Wednesday supporter Jonathan who now teaches English in Beijing, China.
Sadly for Jon, our lads won with yet another goal from our star player - Jarrod Bowen. As the match drew to a close our supporters sang, "We can see you sneaking out!" as Wednesday fans began to make their way home.
|A view of Abney Low Farm|
On Monday, I walked in sunshine above Grindleford - along Sir William Road and then on to Nether Bretton and Bretton Mount. My walk led me past Mompesson's Well which has a famous connection with Eyam - the reknown "plague village" of the seventeenth century. Please Google it if you are interested.
At Mompesson's Well I was astonished to spot a peacock butterfly sunning itself on the adjacent stone wall but by the time I had got my camera ready he or she had flown off. Imagine that - a butterfly out and about on December 30th! This is mid-winter - there shouldn't be butterflies.
And now we are all in 2020. I hope that you and all other members of this corner of the blogosphere have a good year in which happy memories are made and good health is enjoyed. Happy New Year!
The accompanying pictures are all from Monday's walk.
|Triangulation pillar on Sir William Hill|