6th January 2019
Hello again readers, it's that time of the week again.
So with a nice gammon joint prepared and placed in the slow cooker covered in coke, a quartered onion and 2 star anise at 8.20am I'm off out the back door off on another #sundaymorningwalk.
It's so hard to drag oneself out of bed during the winter months, roll on spring and the lighter warmer mornings.
A chilly 4 degrees with just a t shirt on under my huge feather puffa jacket, a hat which I'll remove later and no gloves, hard-core 😊
My mission today is not the usual Tits, Robins (although I did find a couple of posers) doggers or joggers, I'm looking for a shopping trolley.
As you may know Eastbourne is the capital of the abandoned shopping trolley, every walk I take I find one when on location on the Sunshine Coast (I'm sure Briony Fowler plants them for me to find, like an adult Easter egg hunt but with trollies) so I thought I'd try and photograph one up here in Worcestershire.
I make my way towards Winyates on my way to the lake, eyes peeled for a wonky wheeled beast, none in the stream or on the bus lane but there are plenty of New Year joggers out trying to shift those extra pounds added to their bellies over the festive season.
Cormorants wait in the trees in the middle of the lake annoying fishermen with their feeding habits, swans washing and stretching their wings are a lovely sight but still not a trolley insight.
The aforementioned photogenic Robin poses as I take his picture, a thrush searching for worms and tits up in the bushes cheer me up.
I make my way home hopeful of seeing a trolley around Church Hill centre but I'm disappointed. I think I may have more luck when the new Lidl opens on the old squash club or if I walk closer to Redditch Town centre but that's for another time.
Home now after a 6km walk 1 hour 20 mins in the lovely fresh morning air, it really is worth dragging yourself out of bed for and I highly recommend it.
The warming smell of the meat in the slow cooker and the gaffer offering a cup of coffee greet me as I enter the back door.
Have a great Sunday everyone, until next time, look after yourselves, and each other.
Ta-ra for a bit
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