Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 16 July 2017

Eston Nab

For once a sunny day coincided with a pre-planned walk to make for a good afternoon out on the Eston Hills with friends (and dog); a picnic at Flatts Lane country park set us up nicely for a circuitous ascent of Eston Nab from where the 360 degree views sum up the contradictions of Teesside – grey industrial wasteland, brick red suburban sprawl, blue (today) water of the North Sea, and the glorious green of the Cleveland Hills.
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