Back at home, a (not)parkrun marked the start of our weekend, and re-introduced us to rain, not a drop of which had been encountered during our week t'other side of Hadrian's Wall.
De Quincey Park is very green just now, and on the Bridgewater Canal the ducks seemed happy enough.
Oliver still stood watchfully in front of Wythenshawe Hall.
The hall remains behind a high green fence. In the 'Old Days' we used to congregate right next to the front door on a Saturday morning.
These days we go for a lonesome run and then congregate in the park or in the tea room behind the hall. Just a few hard core (not) runners today.
It was wet!
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