So I went for my walk this morning, into the woodlands over the road from my house. As we’d had 2 sunny days I wasn’t expecting
I had my walking boots on so ploughed on over the swamp, and increasingly had to dodge dog poo, what is wrong with these dog people?? Not only do some of them not poopascoop their mess, the ones that do bag it up then tie the bags up and fling them up into the tree branches or bushes, or just on the ground. I really like doggies, but the owners who walk in this parkland, where kids play for godssakes, ought to have their noses rubbed in the dogshit lying around. I am not often ‘disgusted’ but today I am.
SO anyway on to my walk and firstly came to the ever changing graffiti wall that sections off the metro track.
Forgive me for not being young and hip, and I do get that Linzi waz there, but what the other words are is beyond me.I make the first one out to be SKUG and the 2nd OZAY. According to the urban dictionary, Skug is Any ugly, nasty, skanky, or generaly unagreeable female. And Ozay is Completely and totally lame Really, lame beyond all reason. Often used incorrectly as just something mildly lame. Well if the cap fits. Is that the best they could do? Not Banksy is it.
Onwards then to the path through the woods.
The trees are bursting with white blossom buds, lovely to see spring coming.
Still ice in the puddles
And ice bubbles
And then what delights do we see?
This is the world we live in, with people who are selfish and careless and have no respect for this planet or other people on it.
Apart from all that (rant over 🙂 ) I took some other pictures:-
Frankenstein’s charger
Path to the colliery
I couldn’t get in to Wardley Colliery as they’ve mended the fence but somehow a Warburtons lorry container and 2 horses have managed to get in!
Keep Out!
Witches knickers everywhere
At the end of the path I decided to walk home by the road and came across Woodbine House, 1833 which in old times was a post office, then a British Legion club.
On up the road..
The Tropics of Parkland Court
go this way
birds in my Happy Eater Tree
and waiting for me to get home..
🙂
fraggle ~ rocking a camera across the Universe 
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