Spooky Door

How spooky is this cellar door ?


Cellar door in the old Waterfall cotton mill



Sadly the old cotton mill in Blackburn Lancashire is no longer standing as it was demolished two years ago but we managed to get some nice photos of the inside before the heavy machinery rolled in. Most of the building was recycled including the slate roof tiles, Canadian maple wood floors and cast iron support columns. Appropriate for Halloween don't you think but just missing a few raggedy zombies. 

Seeds Of Change

Picture in a barley field near Sandsend Whitby

The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can.
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And wither then? I cannot say.

Poem by Bilbo p.g 48 The Lord Of The Rings (The Fellowship Of The Ring)

My first post for a long time...and this picture and poem sort of reflects how I feel at the moment.
Where to start. Well I was made redundant on the 29th of June after working for Crown Eyeglass (an optical company) for over 27 years.

Started a new job at Asda as a seasonal worker, nice people but a big cut in wages, looking to be taken on permanently but who knows. Turned down interview at private opticians, don't want to travel to far for a job.

Gave up sharing an allotment with my friends dad but got a new full sized plot to myself. It's still a work in progress but have had success with an abundance of crops this year. Plot still needs lots of work. Don't seem to have the time.

Dad in hospital... Prostate operation and suffering more from memory problems.
Mum still battling a long term illness, over 5 and a half years now.

 My partners aunty (Barbara) 63 recently died from cancer at the age of 63. A lovely kind hearted lady who loved animals especially horses.

Hard, strange and challenging times but life all the same...

Cheeky Hazel Nut Gobbler

Well I never learn do I. We get quite a few squirrels in the garden from time to time, usually they are on my mums peanut bird feeders causing havoc. As it was the Christmas period I'd treated myself to some hazel nuts intending to make some nut toffee. Alas I spied Mr squirrel on the lawn and decided to open the top window and throw him a nut, to my surprise he did not run off but looked me in the eye. When the nut was thrown he picked it up and scampered off, but not for long. After a few minutes he was back, looking expectantly at the little window. I guess squirrels are not blessed with patience, they get what they want when they want it. Not content with waiting for his nutty nosh he's taken to climbing on the window sill to alert us to his presence.  Needless to say the bag of hazel nuts is empty, buried no doubt in the damp earth. Phil sent me to the pet shop for some supplies of monkey nuts and peanuts...not that they will last last long.