There is but little need to spend time with foolish diversions for time flies away so swiftly by itself and when once gone, is never to be recalled.
William Penn. 1616 1778

There is but little need to spend time with foolish diversions for time flies away so swiftly by itself and when once gone, is never to be recalled.
William Penn. 1616 1778


Taking a break from life as a bard so, here’s a Jerusalem post…
One of the places we used to play as kids in the 1960s, was the crew yard of an old farm in the middle of the village. We knew it as “the paddock”. It was a square patch of land about the size of two tennis courts, overgrown, unused, and full of old farm machinery of another age. It was enclosed by open fronted barns and high brick walls. Like most villages these days these places have been lost to small housing developments. They are usually given an uninspiring name reflecting their history; “The Paddocks” or “Hayfield Rise” etc. Not in Scampton, former home to the WWII 617 Dambusters squadron.




Further info:
The Blitz Tea Room (this blog)
More about Jerusalem project
The Dambusters (Wikipedia)
Erik the tiny viking welcomes ramblers to the Viking Way…

“Global Positioning System (GPS) receivers show that the marking strip for the prime meridian at Greenwich is not exactly at zero degrees, zero minutes, and zero seconds but at approximately 5.3 seconds of arc to the west of the meridian (meaning that the meridian appears to be 102.478 metres east)”. (Wikipedia)
I hope the strip at Cleethorpes is a little more accurate otherwise it will be in the sea.




Topiary at Clipsham.


I photographed this old phone box at Wasps Nest [sic] a few years back. It has recently been restored and turned into a local history, picnic place and charity box.




A few more signs from recent walks…
I’d love to hear from anyone who can tell me how the holes are used?

Welcome to fabulous SKEG VEGAS racing stadium.
It’s not in Nevada.

If you are viewing this in Las Vegas Skegness is a seaside resort in the UK see more here…
On a recent walk in the Wolds I came across sheep shearers…

