the grass is always greener

After some days of confinement and rather uninspired images, it was 'rus in urbe' as we strolled along the river Mersey to Stockport, some 30 miles or so before it reaches its more famous outlet in Liverpool. Sadly the only Mersey Sound here was the ceaseless roar of the motorway,  but the sylvan path to Stockport past a long gone industrial heritage had its own  magic