A look at Kirton in Lindsey

I took a few photo's as I was wandering around Kirton yesterday. I had a couple of hours to fill until the Exhibition closed and I could pick up my picture. First of all I called in the Charity Shop to say hello to the lady who runs it. I had met her twice before, once at a Craft Fair, and once in Lincoln town centre. I browsed the clothes rails in her shop and chose a very nice long sleeved top. Then I went back to my car to change into my walking boots. 

I'm sure this building must have some history because it is on the playing field right next to the children's playground.  I can't find anything about it. Looks like it is a private house now. 

St Andrews Church. Locked today. I went to a Christmas Eve midnight mass here many years ago. 

This house looks like no one has set foot in it for a long time. Even the path to the front door is overgrown with weeds. 

Right next door is the Baptist Church. 1663 on the stone over the door. 

I decided to go and take a look at the Railway Station. The last time I was there, many years ago, someone was living in it. I didn't take a photo this time. This is a photo I took in 2013. The front garden is now full of bushes and trees. You can't see much of the house now. 

I was pondering which way to go next to make my way back to the town. A kindly young man asked if he could help as I studied the map. He showed me the way to a footpath which would cut a lot of road walking out. I set off across a field. As it came into Kirton it took me into a new housing estate. Some of it was finished and the houses were occupied, around the edge they were still building it. Can you see the Windmill hiding behind the trees. 

There you go. The countryside views are being lost behind mountains of concrete and bricks. 

I can't see any affordable homes here for first time buyers or young families. They are mainly detached and semi's. 

Don't worry though, they are all being fitted with ugly heat pumps. 

When I got home I made a lovely omelette. Underneath this lot is a slice of wholemeal seeded bread. I chopped up some spring onions, and added some pasta salad which needed eating up so chucked that in as well. A spoonful of beetroot chutney gave it a nice flavour. 

I will just put a note in here because I am getting a bit concerned about the mental health of my troll. Their comments are becoming quite bizarre and don't make any sense. They seem to be going off the rails and heading for a breakdown. I suggest they get some help. Maybe speak to a counsellor. 

Toodle pip.   ilona

Trash in the woods.

The weather has been great for walking. Yesterday I walked along a track, a walk I have done many times before. Best take my stick and a bag in case I found some litter. And I did. A pile of it, mostly half buried in the wood. I dug it out but couldn't carry it all, so left most of it behind. 

I had wasted so much time gathering it all together. I knew I wouldn't have time to do the longer walk I set out to do. Best to make a detour up a very steep path to the top of the wood, coming out onto the road. Back home I emptied my carrier bag into a litter bin. 

I recorded a short video. Please excuse the wind noise, I was using a different camera.

Today I have been back to pick up that rubbish. 

Toodle pip.   ilona. 

 

A bus ride and a walk

 This is Dan the driver. Yesterday I got on his bus and went to the terminal with him. A village called Whitton on the banks of the River Humber. The bus turns round and goes back to Scunthorpe. I planned on walking home. 

Here is a little bit of the bus ride. It was a bit bumpy.

I had a look at the Church before I set off walking back.

Come inside and have a look. 

The sideways wind was quiet blustery. . 

I entered a field through a gate and could see a herd of brown cows were gathered in the distance. They were just where I wanted to exit the field on the other side. I went a bit closer to assess the situation. Would I be safe to walk through them. 

Two or three of them noticed me approaching. I stopped to see if they would come towards me. I might be alright if they carry on eating. I bottled out, not taking any chances. I scrambled over that fence and went into the next field. 

Probably would have been ok to walk through them. 

We had a nice chat over the gate. 

I stopped off at my friend June's house for a natter. By the time we had finished talking it had started to rain. I had a packamac with me, but I didn't need it because her daughter came to pick me up and gave me a lift home. That saved me a half hour walk in the rain. 

Today I've been to town. Chatted with Nikki at the Arts Centre. Spent £50 on shopping in Aldi. And picked a bag of litter on the way home. 

Have a good weekend. Toodle pip.   ilona 

Picking while I walk.

The weather was perfect for a five mile walk this afternoon. A local route that I haven't done for ages. Was great to be out in the countryside again. I took a snack and a drink, and my picking stick and a carrier bag. There wasn't any litter along the paths, but I found some along the roads. The tractor driver gave me a cheery wave. 

This machine was parked in the corner of a field. They have put four security robots out to make sure it doesn't get nicked. 

I emptied the bag three times into bins. That slowed me up a bit. What normally takes me just over two hours to do the walk, today took me three and a half hours. 

I shall sleep well tonight. 

Amazing, the Traumatic Experience post has gone over the 1,000 views. That was a popular topic, I shall have to write some more like that. People seem to like it. 

Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip.   ilona 

A walk back from town.

Yesterday I got a bus to town and walked back home. The road out of town is very busy, it is also full of litter. I am not going to have time to pick it all up so I concentrated on just picking up the cans and plastic bottles. There are three public litter bins along that road, so as soon as my bag was full I emptied it into a bin. When I got to this point I decided to speed it up a bit and stop picking, making a mental note of where I would come back to at a later date. 

I carried on walking at a normal pace and turned left down this road. Oh dear, lots more litter here. I pulled it all out of the hedge bottom and left it there. 

Then I took a short cut into the Industrial Estate I normally pick on. Look what I found. I filled my bag, plus another one that I had found. 

I dropped the two bags here, that's it no more picking, now I'm going for a walk. 

Then I found a whole load of bottles and cans among the brambles here. No more bags left, so what I did was pull all the debris out with my stick, and leave it spread about on the grass verge. Maybe when people drive past and see it, it might make people stop and think before they chuck something out of the window. Or maybe they won't. 

I walked through to the other end of the Industrial Estate, and thought I would explore a route I hadn't used before. Someone told me about it ages ago. As I was searching for the way into a wooded area, a young man came by with his dog. I asked him if he knew about it. He did and pointed the track out to me. He was right. I recorded a short video as I was walking. 

 

I will keep this new walking route in mind when I am heading this way again. A nice end to the day. It had been raining when I left town, and now the sun was out as I headed towards home. 

Thanks for popping in. Enjoy your Sunday. Toodle pip.   ilona

Drooping

I haven't had a 'bus out and walk back' day for ages, so after lunch I got myself organised and hurriedly packed the backpack. I fancied a nice leisurely walk along field tracks, so the plan was to get the bus going in the opposite direction to town, for a change. Blow me down, I missed it. 

45 minutes later it comes back, so I got on it to town. Not what I had planned, never mind, I need to walk anyway. 

I was not intending to pick a lot of litter, but I took my stick and a bag with me just in case I found some. And boy did I find a lot. 

The last part of the walk took me on a regular route through fields. The sunflowers looked like I was too late to see them at their best. Heads drooping, petals falling off.  

I am too tired to write any more tonight. Five miles is enough. I'll be back tomorrow with some litter pics. 

Enjoy your weekend. Toodle pip.   ilona

A great opportunity

Blue skies and fluffy white clouds were beckoning me this afternoon. Must go for a walk, a proper walk. No litter picking stick, no looking down at the ground. Look up, taking in the views all around me. Fields of poppies and daisies. 

Coming back along the turf fields I see that Robbi the Robot has finished work for the day. Or is he just having a snooze. 

I recorded a video this morning. I post it here for your perusal, if you so wish. 

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Not all opportunities are obvious. You may have to look beyond what you see before your eyes. I found an opportunity which gets me outdoors more often. I get to breath fresh air. I get the exercise my body needs. And I see the fruits of my labour.

 There are four hedgehogs out in the garden tonight. 

Thanks for popping in. Catch ya later. Toodle pip.   ilona

A brief encounter.

 I didn't know how hard the wind was blowing until I went out this afternoon. The sun shining through the window gives the impression that it is a nice summers day outside. I set off for a walk and took my picking stick and a large carrier bag. Couldn't use the trolley as most of the walk was going to be over rough ground. 

I found a lot of litter at the picnic area car park. Some of it has been there a long time so I scrambled about in the bushes to dig it out. There is a litter bin there that the Council visits periodically to change the black bag. Today is was rammed full, and people had added more litter around it on the ground. I tidied it up as best I could. The Council will probably come on Monday to empty the bin and pick up the rest of it. 

A van came into the car park as I was beavering away. He parked in one of the bays. Ooooh, maybe it's a van lifer I thought. And it was. He had parked up for an overnight stay in a quiet spot. Couldn't resist a bit of banter. He is a builder and had been working in the area. He looked like a decent type, so the conversation flowed. He was dead easy to talk to, and I found we have common interests. 

He was in a Ford van, and I am hooked on Fords, and so is he. He gave up his house and moved into his van. He has a dog so he got it out for a run around. A beautiful black lab type. He likes the freedom of living in a van. We both agreed that freedom is important. He said van life is cheaper than a house.   

We chatted for ages, about all sorts of topics. He was wide awake about the current situation, and the best part was, he didn't take any of the erm treatments offered. YES, big smile on my face. Oh the joy when you meet someone who said no thanks. Clever bloke. On top of that, he was very easy on the eye. Just my type in fact. It's a pity he is about half my age. 😰😭😳  Bugger. 

I carried on with my walk. There wasn't much litter to pick up after that. The wind across the fields was manic. Oooh look, I spy with my little eye, a drinks can. 

I soldiered on, too windy to sit down for a rest. As I got onto the last straight road, I found some litter. The usual drinks cans and bottles chucked out of car windows. There is probably more buried under the growing grass, which will become more visible after the machines have mowed the verges. 

Let's see what tomorrow brings. I wish this wind would die down.  

Toodle pip.   ilona

A walk and a food shop.

Good evening.

I can hear Storm David doing it's thing tonight. It's blowing like crazy. I've just been out with a torch to check that everything is tied down. I spied two hedgehogs having fun under the table on the lawn. Can't work out if they are enjoying themselves or having a scrap. 

I set off for a walk at 2.30pm this afternoon. Didn't take any litter picking gear with me because I didn't think I would find any litter. It's a track that I use regularly, and since they have vehicular access blocked at both ends there really shouldn't be any litter. There is some, a few drinks cans. Not enough to fill a bag. 

Lovely to see the wild garlic back again. Someone has been building a den here. Nothing in it, just a bit of fun for the kids. 

A few white flowers are beginning to appear. 

Now why do people bag up their dog poo and leave it on the ground. There are no bins here. Wouldn't it be a better idea to take a small shovel with you and chuck the poo into the rough grass where no one is walking. I used to use a plastic child's spade. 

Spring flowers are everywhere. 

My intention was to check out another Industrial Estate to see if there was a litter problem there. There is, lots of it. Looks like this might be getting my attention soon. 

I found these two bottles hidden behind a tree on the approach road from the village. They look clean so they have only recently been dumped. 

Time to head off back home. The clouds have started to come over and it's getting a tad windy. 

A delivery of new pallets, ready for the turf harvesting. 

I had a job to hold the camera steady for this, the wind was almost blowing me over. A lot of zoom, a wood on the other side of the field. 

Here is a shopping video for those who like to compare food prices. A selection of what I bought yesterday at Aldi.

That's all for now. Thanks for popping in. Enjoy your Easter Sunday.

Toodle pip.   ilona