It’s Sunday. Growing up in my household, it was always the day when not much happened. It was the day when cars were washed (by hand) Usually by me to earn a little bit of extra pocket-money. Newsagents opened for a few hours. Definitely closed by 1pm. Teenagers worked on their bicycles or if they were old enough on their first car. You could smell the roast dinners cooking in each household. One of our neighbours would always pass over the fence the chicken giblets for our cats to eat (we had three)
One of our cats loved cooked chicken so much so she would sit down in front of the oven as it cooked!
Once lunch was finished, the afternoon was usually the time for a trip around garden centres and DIY stores. I never really enjoyed these trips as a youngster as I suffered with hay-fever and was allergic to a lot of things contained within them. We often would go out for a ‘drive’ to nowhere in particular.
I wasn’t to know that years later these little trips around Bedfordshire would be a great help in my working life right up to the present.
One of the places we would go to was right on our door step so to speak. Bedford River. The Great Ouse.
The view from ‘The County Bridge’ better known as Prebend Street Bridge.
The view facing the Town Bridge
The view of the Town Bridge from the opposite direction
John Bunyan boat cruising on the river.
A classic shot of the suspension bridge
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The early morning mist hung around this April morning, so these images look as though they were taken earlier than 11am.
It was so quiet as I walked through the churchyard, then I heard the distinctive sound of crows and a dog barking in the distance.
It was a little chilly (compared to yesterday) but a pleasant walk to recharge the batteries and ready for the following week.
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Just a few photos from last years day trip to Woburn Abbey and Gardens
As you can see this little chap was more than happy to pose for his photo
His friends were a little shy, though they are very vocal birds
These next shots remind me of all the secret passages from all the Enid Blyton books I read as a child
It was a great day out, one I hope to repeat as there is always something interesting to see.
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Mondays, Tuesdays ………. it doesn’t matter what day of the week it is. I just love to photograph birds.
Sometimes it’s easier to count the family members than others.
Or seeing where they have decided to build a nest this year
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After the Beast from the East I am looking forward to Spring
Because you never know what you may see.
On a very chilly but sunny Sunday afternoon
I took a quick walk though Foster Hill Road Cemetery Bedford
I was there to listen to a very entertaining talk by author Ruth Hogan (Keeper of Lost Things) but took the time to take a few photos with my trusty camera on my way out.
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It was a little chilly out side yesterday (Sunday) so I took a brisk walk rather than my usual saunter.
However shortly after this photo was taken, it began to rain which turned very quickly into sleet.