Thin End of the Wedge

Or, my way of sliding back into blogging on a daily basis. I blame the Guardian and its comment section, cif. I spend all the time frittering away my deathless prose on idle posts, instead of focusing the energy on Beautiful Railway Bridge.

Some photos, while I try to work out where to go from here. These are from Campbeltown.


And this little Dutch barge is from Tarbert.

These last two are from Keswick, in the Lake District, where I went for a few days in July. I lived there in the 1980s, and the visit was part walk down memory lane, part meeting an old friend from Seattle, who was visiting the UK.

I despair of taking a good photo in the Lake District. It’s been so blighted by the picturesque that all paths lead to views out of which an enterprising postcard company has already sucked the life. Wordsworth and his cronies have much to answer for. These are the best I could do.

Thanks for visiting in such numbers, even while I’ve posted nothing new. I will do better.

One thought on “Thin End of the Wedge

  1. Hi Paul,
    It does refresh my spirit to think of those few days in the Lake District. Wish I could stumble on a lot of money and buy a nice little cottage there.

    Heather

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