Missing the sea means valuing frequent trips to the river. There are broad vistas, ever-changing skies, swirling or calm waters - and kingfisher, goosander, grey wagtail, common sandpiper, redshank and goldeneye, this week alone.
Getting to the river at its nearest point to home means crossing the railway at Fiskerton station. Unlike most road users, I love it when the level crossing lights flash and the barriers fall ahead of us. Will it be something interesting or just another bug cart?
Yesterday, it was Class 60 No. 60040 The Territorial Army Centenary returning oil wagons to Lyndsey terminal from Kingsbury. Simple pleasures.
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