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Reaching Blog 100 on Chesterfield - who would have believed it ? Not me. Sometimes I would write something about my home town. Most of the time though blogs were about somewhere else . Covid 19 has scuppered any chance of a blog from out of town for a while yet . So did I get my five a day challenge yesterday . Not really. I thought I was good at the Plank . A few attempts at my new version and I realised quite quickly just how out of condition I was . More practice required today. Neither did I pick Les Mis . I did pick up a Norse book and put it down again without opening a page . Perhaps today I will perfect my Plank or read that book. So did I do much yesterday afternoon . I managed another walk down to the chemist . The village was buzzing . Covid 19 was no longer keeping the locals in. The late afternoon sun had brought up the dog walkers , the mums, dads and children . Not the time of day I enjoyed walking .
Sipping tea I planned the day like a military exercise
. The sun was shining but it was chilly . A walk planned. Not sure where but following my nose I would find somewhere with hopefully something to catch my attention . Home , coffee , plank , definately look at yoga, try to buy tomato plants . Failed miserably yesterday . On the appropriately named Eden Street usually outside a house are trays of tomato plants . The grower having too many put them in front of his drive for sale . Not now - rare as hens teeth. Back down to the chemist . Have you ever tried to split a tablet in half when it is shiny and slippery and without a identation?. Knives don't work . Smashing it with a hammer fails . Bits of tablet are found round the floor for weeks . I need a tablet cutter . So that is the afternoon sorted. Find a tablet cutter . The little things make the day don't they? Seriously though the call to the chemist resulted in a conversation around why they could not provide me with the correct tablet of the right dosage . It seems they get what they get and sometimes they
will be easily split but most of the time well you need a cutter .
I pondered these thoughts on the walk . Downhill first I bumped into my neighbour . He was well he told me . I walked in search of the tomatoes . No luck. More downhill to the sheep wash . Today the lone jogger ran past me with his head down . Listening to music . I may as well not have been there for all the notice he took of me, We have come downhill from 150metres to 100 above sea level . A 50 metre drop in a few minutes walking . Across the road we will climb back up that 50 metres . I have chosen the old road that used to run up to the quarry. I have walked it halfway but never walked the entire length . Along it I meet an old lady walking her dog . A second car parked up but with no sign of the owner. On their own walk somewhere out of the way. In a few weeks the lane will be full of wild roses. There are signs of life in the shape
of tiny buds . At the top we climb higher . I had to hold my nose . A farm with the stench of cattle manure . I picked my way gingerly through piles of it . Left behind after the farmer had taken his flock to the fields . The views were lovely though at the top . I could have carried on . I stopped by the stone wall and peered over . The valley lay before me . Salem Chapel and the Great Pond of Stubbing in the distance . A coase fishery was advertised further up the lane. I think I may have found the walk back to Top Road but the farmer had strung a fence across the path . Illegal no doubt but given it was lambing season it was understandable. Time to head back . The village is there is the distance . It is downhill for a while before the long haul back uphill.
I thought about missing work . The mileage challenge that probably had been abandoned. We would have won that with my walking and my colleagues half marathons . Creating Easter bonnets . A heron flew by . An ungainly creature but graceful in flight with its long legs trailing behind . Up to the village hall . A 1960's monstrosity . The height of modernity at the time . Next door what was the old Victorian school . I had never noticed it before .
Soon home was in sight . The plank next - perhaps not . Coffee first . I need to work up to the exercise .
A treat today - our tree peony has opened its flowers . A real delight . The flowers don't last sadly . For a few days we enjoy the blooms before they fall . "Wild Peonies . Now at their peak in glorious full bloom: Too precious to pick . Too precious not to pick " Ryokan Taigu
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Home and Away
Bob Carlsen
Questions and Answers...
What is a plank? What is the maximum number of people who can congregate at once...here it is 10? When will your swimming pool open and under what conditions...ours is still closed? Yes, I have had difficulty splitting a tablet as you have described. I got a tablet cutter.