The last two #Lincolnshire route-marches of 2015

The last two strolls through the lanes of Lincolnshire in the year of 2015, with somewhat changeable skies, horses and wotnots. I shall most definitely miss these lanes when I move onto my boat – but then again, I’ll have 2,000 miles of tow-path and other areas to explore instead!

Lincolnshire skies today – thick enough to inspire fiction…

Bit of theme this morning on the old route-march through the lanes. Windy enough to blow the cobwebs away but with doom and gloom written all over the sky. One of those days that is never going to truly reach full and proper daylight. More dull than a dull thing, greyer than grey – Nature…

Kissing goodbye to ninety-nine tenths of my worldly goods – eek!

I have this day bade¬†farewell, adieu, so long and thanks for all the fish to much more than nine tenths of my worldly goods. Gone, done with, sold for a purse of farthings to two chaps with a pantechnicon, to two chaps who could barely contain their farts of glee as we played negotiation-tennis over…