In the current economic climate a property sale is good enough reason to hang the bunting out, the real reason was the Bollington Festival. The view, a terraced street in Bollington.
I’ve got so out of sync with my blog posting, I’ve been a bit distracted, here’s a quick fire post of the streets of the Village of Bollington in Cheshire, it might make more sense if you start here.
Like Wirksworth, it’s easy to get roof top views of Bolllington, because of the steep sided valley it sits in.
Spick and span back yards.
But if you are by now humming the theme tune to Coronation Street,* in an ‘it’s grim up north’ sort of way, you’d be a bit off target, other Bollington views include, the path up to the
The river Bollin, that snakes through the town,
The flowers by the recreation ground.
*That music is as much part of my childhood as meat and potato pie, with a suet crust, although I don’t think we watched the programme much, it was just there, a reflection of what life was like when we only two or three TV channels to choose from.
Oh my. I used to watch Coronation Street (on CBC–it was nice living across the river from Ontario). I loved your ferrets post, too. So a couple of nice memories this morning. Thanks.
Those chimneys are wonderful.
How beautiful. I miss England so much. Thanks for the beautiful pictures…E.Rhiannon
Wonderful photos! xx
Beautiful photos there, thank you for posting them.
I especially love the ones of Middlewood Way and the River Bollin. I had the pleasure of providing medical cover for a cycle ride the other week through the Yorkshire Dales that went through numerous little villages. I am very sad to say though that I completely forgot to take my camera!
Regards,
Nick Hough