Shearing

Woke early, so an early morning swing through Epsom this morning, the first time I have been there on foot for a while.

Having noticed a couple or weeks or so ago the council's review of their shearing policy at reference 1, I was interested to see that the grass bank between the footpath and the road heading under the railway at the bottom of West Hill had been left, and the bank was sporting an impressive variety of grasses and wild flowers. Long may they last!

Town itself very quiet at 0700, but there were signs of life at Pret, on the 'Spread Eagle' crossroads.

Convolvulus No.1

Convolvulus No.2

Onto Stones Road and down through the passage to Screwfix (where there was plenty of new season's convolvulus to be seen), to Pound Lane and so to Manor Green Road and home for breakfast. With Poacher from Neal's Yard Dairy, naturally. With home made brown bread, no longer fresh but still entirely eatable, in a way that elderly bought bread is not. Not sure why this should be.

PS: convolvulus in Epsom rather earlier this year than it was in the Isle of Wight four years ago, as can be seen from reference 2.

Reference 1: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2020/06/less-irritation.html.

Reference 2: https://psmv3.blogspot.com/2016/07/flower.html.

Reference 3: https://psmv3.blogspot.com/search?q=convolvulus. The real thing, Part 1.

Reference 4: https://psmv3.blogspot.com/2016/08/made-it.html. The real thing, Part 2. Funny how I have hardly set my foot in either Tate Gallery since I let my members' subscription lapse.

Reference 5: https://www.shearings.com/. All of which reminded of the late lamented Shearings, a large hotel and tour bus operator once much favoured by FIL. Not my thing, but they did seem to have a well oiled operation, delivering good value for money. But you do need to like spending your day sitting in a bus full of other pensioners.