Friday, 28 January 2011
In the summer I often walk home from work along the canalside, but in winter it's too dark and lonely so I tend to take the main road, noisy and busy. Just occasionally, I will cut through the car-park at the back of Salts Mill and walk up between the railway line and the mill buildings. It's further that way, but an interesting walk. When there's no-one else about, you can almost hear the clack of wooden clogs on the cobbles. Just imagine 2500 mill workers hurrying home at the end of a shift. These days it's more tranquil and I find the walk gives me a welcome breathing space between the different demands and rhythms of work and home.