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