Stubbing Lane: there appear to be at least four roads of that name in addition to our Worksop one: Sheffield, Halifax, Skipton and Sowerby Bridge. Note that these four are all in Yorkshire. What does ‘stubbing’ mean? Is it a Yorkshire word?
The only thing that I can believe is that it comes from: ‘late Middle English stubben to dig up by the roots, clear stumps from (land)’, indicating that woodlands had been cleared to allow farming of crops.
On one of my daily walks I was overtaken by a group, ten or twelve, of ‘walkers’. They were determinedly covering ground, complete with backpacks and walking poles. They were obviously serious in their walking but they barely glanced at what they were passing. What’s that all about? When I walk I like to take the time to look around for anything of interest and of course work my camera. I’ll even change my intended route on a whim, something that organised walkers don’t do.Continue reading →
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Lørdag Første Oktober 2016
Google translate tells me that that’s Saturday first October in Danish.
As usual for the weekend, a Mollyless walk
The two planes are both Flybe heading for Doncaster. They were almost exactly an hour apart. Note: the later one’s propeller powered – not very common for so large a passenger craft(?).
Convolvulus flowers are pretty beautiful – pity it’s a weed. Continue reading →
Blackthorn is really beginning to bloom everywhere now.
Think there are four grebes(great crested obviously) on the pond but there might be more. They move so quickly underwater that, unless you see two at the same time, you can’t really tell.
This was a Molly Walking day and quite warm. She enjoys paddling to have a drink without having to bend down.
Here’s three grebes at once. If I recall correctly, I did catch sight of four at once but not on camera. Continue reading →
Another of those panorama shots of the pond. Getting fed up with ’em yet? Tough!
Starlings are really underrated, they’re beautiful birds.
Think this is a pair of great crested grebes. (As opposed to just two hanging about together) Continue reading →
Did I mention that I’ve bought one of those things to cut cheese consisting of a small slab of marble with a wire?
Here ’tis – with some Extra Mature Cheddar on half a Tuc biccie. I usually pig out on Stilton but my local M&S food recently had a fridge breakdown and (horrors!)chucked a load of cheese away. Isn’t that a bit daft? Cheese is basically rotten milk – all M&S’s is sealed so how could it go off(er)? In passing why does cheese have a ‘BEST BEFORE’ date? Continue reading →