
It’s only when I get home that I sometimes realise that I have decided to write about some aspect I had seen earlier in the day had not taken a picture of what it was I wanted to talk about. A tad frustrating to say the least.
Such was the case today. We walked in to town, in my case for the first time in two weeks. The area which a few weeks ago I had labelled as the home of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, given the chaotic mass of cables and pipes that lay underground at the junction of North & South Cross Streets and the high street.
We were talking to a friend about the changes that were planned. It was my understanding have had an admittedly quick read that the changes were to be temporary. Apparently not. In a way it makes sense. It appears that direct access to the waterfront is to be limited to busses only. I had been wondering how busses were going to reverse into the traffic flow. It looks like they will not have to worry about that.