Wednesday, October 22, 2025

Far away.

It has poured overnight and the track that leads down to the heron pond is covered in large freshly formed puddles. The local dogs like to plough straight through these while their owners detour onto the verges as they seek drier ground. Out at sea a thick bank of fog blankets the wind farms. On a morning like this there is a peculiar peace to this place that makes you think you're far from a college town.


Twenty curlews breakfasting amid the winter wheat. They are too far away and the i-Phone camera can't capture them. What peculiar creatures they are with their curved beaks. 

This morning the archaeologists will be excavating fresh finds, possibly a building, that they've discovered two hundred metres away from where they've been working. The opinion is forming that the remains are either extremely early Christian or Pictish . An expert on Pictish burials has been summoned and will arrive here at the weekend. It seems the Picts loved coastal fringes where land, light and water meet. Today the archaeologists will be joined by a group of teenagers from the local technical college. The weather promises to be dry for them although it is also winter cold..


The centre of town still has its old medieval core which with its narrow streets is not designed for modern traffic. The trailer park on the outskirts of town is upgrading its stock and a convoy of large replacement caravans rolls by the cathedral. As they go they block the road and cause a start of day traffic jam.

Spooky Ghost French Cakes a bargain at £2.89 each.


Marzipan pumpkins are, I think, a new product line.

2 comments:

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari Om
Seems there's a premium on having French in the name over that of Belgian... but you've got me with the marzipan! YAM xx
(Angus may wish to adjust the link to the 'summit' article as it comes up with a box that removes your anonymity...)

Angus said...

Thank you.