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Slippy slidey

I tried to go up the Wrekin today. So did an awful lot of other people. I’ve never seen so many cars at the bottom – I was almost parked in Little Wenlock.

As soon as I started my ascent, I realised it was really rather slippery. Lots of people were sliding all over the place – including one poor lady who ended up sitting down with the sort of bump that brings tears to your eyes. I think it was the sheer number of people going up and the fact that it’s been so cold. It was ice and compacted snow really.

I got to just before the ‘cafe’ (and this makes more sense if you know quite how steep it is at that particular bit) but it was so slippery I could hardly stand upright. The higher I slithered, the less enjoyable it got as the thought “don’t forget you’ve got to come back down again” got louder and louder inside my head.  Not particularly appealing when you’ve got over £1,000 of camera gear attached to your back. I’ve never been that good on the slidey stuff. (I was always the sort of person who would fall over on the way to school in the winter and inadvertently flash her nether regions to all and sundry.) If I had walking sticks (or a sledge) I’d have risked it, but I haven’t, so I didn’t.

I decided to go right around the Wrekin instead – which, as it turned out, was just as slippery in places, but nowhere near as much up and downing, so not as lethal! There was still enough undulations to make my right knee painful though – despite wearing supports on both knees. This was rather annoying and something that hasn’t happened since April last year. (It’s something that I used to get a lot, so I hope it hasn’t flared up again – hopefully it was just my extra-braced ‘carefully-carefully’ gait on the down bits that caused it.)

I took quite a few rubbish pictures of the more snowy places which I have been unable to do anything with due to my PC being on it’s last legs and the mouse being totally unresponsive (and my lack of capability to take a good photo into the sun in the first place). So, today I present you with a find I stumbled on when I was about 90% of my journey round. One of those lovely, utterly useless and completely pointless stiles!  (Presumably it did have a use once upon a time.)

A pointless stile

They always tickle me when I see them.

I got back home safely and had a nice cuppa and sat with a hot water bottle on my knee while finishing off a book, and fortunately it seems to have settled back down again now.

*crosses fingers and toes*



I walked up the Wrekin – a local hill – at the weekend. It was a beautiful morning. The sky was as blue as you like, and it was actually warm for once.

I was a little later getting up there than I’d intended, but I still managed to be there in time to see the mist rolling away from the valleys below. I could practically see the sun burning it off. (Note to self – get there earlier next time.)

This little ‘lone tree’ stood out to me.


I’m kind of like that little tree. Often to be found on my own. It’s not so bad when it’s ‘alone’. That means independent, self-sufficient, autonomous. It’s when it gets to be ‘lonely’ that it’s not so good. I’m a bit of both and it depends which way the wind is blowing I think!

I’m very used to the ‘alone’ bit. As an only child, I’ve done that my whole life – you have to be able to amuse yourself. It would be nice to be able to share stuff with someone though. I do sometimes get a bit fed-up of always doing stuff on my own. And I’ve had more weekends than I care to remember where I realise I haven’t actually spoken out loud from Friday evening til Monday morning.

On the other hand I’m not sure I’d be much good at it. I have a horrible feeling I may be too used to being on my own. I don’t exactly have much confidence over the whole arena either. I’ve never been in ‘the in crowd’, I’m not very good at trusting people or believing they might actually like me. (I think that’s a bit of a throw back to the way my mum treated me.) I still have lot of silly anxieties about things which I think would put people off. Etc etc.

Some of my friends occasionally try and egg me on to go speed dating. I can’t think of anything worse. Well…okay I can, but you know what I mean. Moot point anyway cos it’s never going to happen!! That sort of thing just feels too ‘predatory’ to me. But I turn my nose up at that and in the next breath end up thinking ‘nice person going to waste here’. My own worst enemy.

Oh well. If it ever happens it happens. If it doesn’t it doesn’t.

See that’s what happens if you go up the Wrekin on a lovely, warm, sunny morning. You end up sitting there, watching the mist burn off and contemplating stuff.

On top of the Wrekin

We all know the answer’s 42 anyway.


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