It feels like an absolute age since I last walked down the high street. I meant to yesterday, but just didn’t get around to it. I meant to get around to it today, and as it happens I did, leaving the house at a much more sensible 0715.
I couldn’t find my flat cap, the cold of the morning wasn’t too bad, but it certainly was fresh and very bright. It was a lovely bright chilly day, just right for walking.
The development of the road that will cross the high street is progressing and is probably about a third done, but it looks very new. I carried on down to the waterfront. The taxi rank has gone, as have the few parking spaces that people used for ferry pick ups.
Knowing that the bus station is heading for demolition adds a sad, dilapidated air to the place, even in the bright sunlight of a chilled winter morning.
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