Some weeks whizz by despite not much happening. This was such a one. Seven days passed by in a flash, or so it seems. Walking around locally still reveals until now unseen works of art.
This was on the pavement just up the road from where we live. A few days later, as we were leaving the flat, we spotted a couple of young girls on bikes in the vicinity. We waved, they waved back, but we don’t really know if they were the perpetrators of this particular crime.
Zha Olu made a welcome return to Boxx2Boxx to perform for a couple of hours. The weather was a bit kinder on this occasion, and there were far more people enjoying the music this time.
I was quite restrained as regards beverages. Just the two coffees and a slice of flapjack. Oh, alright then, I admit, I had a piña colada too, well, so did many other people!
One visitor was especially welcome, he hung around for quite a long time, digging the tunes, but not, as far as I could here, joining in.
I walked home the long way round and actually saw the heron in his old place, on the weir. I think he must be psychic. He knew my plan before I’d even conceived it. I thought I’d walk over the bridge, and creep up on him from his side of the river. The sound of the rushing water would cover up any sound that I might make. I should be able to approach very closely, right? Wrong.
Again, I promised myself that one day, I will take my real camera to the riverside and try to get some really good quality shots. One day.
Guess what I did for the first time since 1966? I watched England’s football team play in a World Cup final, live, on TV. Spain won the game but at least I now knew what the theme for this week’s radio show would be: Seconds.
Later in the day, Liesel and I went for a walk over at Quarry Bank Mill.
We resisted the temptation to taste the grapes growing in the greenhouse, I suspect they’d be incredibly sour. I did sneak a raspberry though, later on, but don’t tell anyone…
We went for a longer stroll along the river Bollin. Along the river. You’d think it would be nice and flat. Oh no, it was surprisingly hilly, there were even stone steps in places. My old body was not anticipting that: a great, if unexpected, workout!
Later in the week, we went out for a twilight walk. Big mistake. Electric bikes going up the road at 40mph. Cars turning the corner at 90mph, tyres screeching and squealing, just missing other cars half parked on the pavement. And then, by the river, swarms and swarms of small, annoying bugs. As the Sun sets of course, the colour drains from the vegetation, literally ‘fade to grey’. But there was one small splash of colour.
The weekly walks organised by Thrive Manchester were all very popular this week, with almost record-breaking attendances. It was nice to see a couple of people back who we haven’t seen for a while, plus a new face.
The thousands of geese in Painswick Park are no longer a novelty, but these little cutie beauties were:
Several weeks ago, I had to buy a new phone. A local shop replaced the battery in my old phone, after which, a series of things went wrong with it. This phone could not be fixed, because the technician had apparently used the wrong sort of glue. The phone would not stay closed. At first, I thought this was because the incorrect glue wasn’t sticking. Over the weeks, though, this old phone has been sitting there on my desk, waiting for me to clear all the data, and reset to factory settings so I could pass it on to be recycled. And it’s been growing. On closer examination, I noticed the battery was in fact slowly inflating, like a balloon. I didn’t want it to explode indoors: that was a worst case scenario of course. So I decided to take the battery out and take it, along with a bagful of other used, dead, domestic batteries, to the tip, just down the road. So I looked up, How to remove the battery from an old Samsung phone. I could safely ignore the instructions telling me how to take the back off the phone. Next step: remove the 15 small screws holding the components together. Yes, 15 small screws. To access the one component that is most likely to be replaced over time: the battery. Sorry to say, I didn’t have the patience to do this today. So I just cut the very small, thin cable connecting the spongey battery to the phone. One day, I’ll acquire a battery, and devote a day to preparing that phone for its next life. 15 screws, I couldn’t believe it! Anyway, we dropped the bag of old batteries off at the tip, and the man there even said he’d drop them off in the right place for us.
The long-term, ongoing project known as ‘sorting out the photos’ continues in the background. Liesel sometimes comments that I take too many pictures. Well, since I started using digital cameras, I have accumulated, gulp, 101,000 pictures. And that collection takes a long, long time to backup. Liesel might have a point, but some of those are probably other people’s pictures, saved from WhatsApp and … yeah, alright, I take too many pictures.
As mentioned before, this week’s radio show was Seconds, to mark England’s Lionesses coming second in the World Cup. You can listen to the show here on Mixcloud. Some special people are mentioned.
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