Includes rarely seen shots of Lincoln
I guess it depends on your definition of domestic bliss but this morning has been one of them in my book. Anne and I got some ingredients ready for a pork casserole for lunch. I’m a dab hand at casseroles and this one is no exception. It’s come out a rich tomatoey sauce with a slight spiciness brought out by some ginger and a red chilli. With it we are having sauteed spuds, carrots and kale.
After Anne had gone to church, bedecked with red lippy to impress the vicar, I did a couple of trips to the tip. I could probably have squeezed everything in in one go but I was in two minds about the single mattress. It was soaking wet and I didn’t really want it in the car at all. After the first trip I thought I might as well get it out of the way.
When I got back John was on his way out to deliver the Bailgate Independent. This is an earner that has been handed down the Davies offspring over the years. The envelope with the cash still comes with Tom’s name written on it. Anne will probably take over the round when John finally departs these four walls to further his education.
The house is quiet now. The food is nearly ready. Just waiting for the delivery boy to return home.
Anne came home from church with the news that Curle Avenue is having a street party to celebrate the Queen’s 90th birthday. I’m not a royalist but the last time Curle Ave had a party, which was for the diamond jubilee, it was a most enjoyable day. Steve Wildman, Joe and I provided some musical entertainment, slightly affected by the wind which kept blowing the music all over the place. Next time we will be better prepared and maybe even have rehearsed! I suspect Joe will still be away at university though.
After lunch (delish btw) I put my boots on and went for a walk. Did 4.85 mile in 1hr 45 mins. The slowest bit was walking up the hill on West Common through all the mud churned up by the horses’ hooves. I did stop off for a swift pint of lime and soda at the West End Tap so I reckon I’m doing approx 1 mile every 20 minutes. The average for the Coast to coast is nearer 30 minutes a mile but that does include going up steep mountain sides so I have a bit of work to do yet. We’ll get there:)
The photos are a variety of shots from the walk – not necessarily salubrious pics.
In other news Anne has found some old photos in the attic – a veritable treasure trove. I’ll scan them in and post sometime.
Fountain at Lincoln Arboretum
Doughty’s Oil Mill 1863
Dog and Bone
Cemetery behind St Nicholas’ Church has war graves
The back door of the Coop by the bus station – not the most salubrious of views
Underneath University Bridge
The statue at Lincoln’s waterside – note pigeons
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