The Well at Buxton …

… One of them anyway.

I didn’t mean this to be my blip but I had a massively long phone call with a (newly acquired) Elderly One. I must be a willing listener I think… Time evaporated anyway.
I popped into town and the well was my best shot of a pretty humdrum lot.

So much for dry January!
It’s five o clock somewhere :-/

The wind and rain made the walk home quite interesting. I felt like Piglet, with my shopping bags whipping around my ears. They were heavy too! (Nothing exciting, just the wherewithal for soup).

At least the snow has gone (the rain took the last of it away yesterday).

What a dull blip in every way.
I can only apologise.