I’ve enjoyed some sunny spells on the Bridgewater Canal this week.
Friday evening saw Sue and me joined by Andrew for an evening walk along the towpath to the Swan with Two Nicks, and on through the golf course, under a bright moon, to Altrincham.
Costello’s bar provided refreshments, and then some excitement when George and Marvel, The mighty Saracen, entered rather dramatically. A violent swordfight led to the murder of Marvel, whose blood oozed all over the floor.
Enter ‘The Good Doctor’. This miracle worker managed to revive poor Marvel and restore the spilt blood to his medieval circulation.
Enter Beelzebub and a horse’s head! Bizarre…
I’ve written about the Souling Play before, here, and the website that provides full information is here.
Next day we were up early to join a few stalwarts at Wythenshawe for their Saturday morning parkrun. I tried to brighten the rainy proceedings by donning my Toulouse Marathon t-shirt. We got a bit wet. Results here.
4 comments:
I am surprised to see a hardened man like you needed to wear gloves!
The gloves are an integral part of my colour coordinated kit, Alan. Only hardened men like me wear shorts on days like this!
Especially with those knees! Ha.
You should see the Andys' knees!
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