The Priory is less than a hundred yards from the camper. Rain, cold nasty rain has been falling with intermittent gaps. These have tempted me out on three occasions. On three occasions I've got wet. English heritage have locked the Priory up in case I was to slip on the snow. The world gets dafter, I could have slipped on my way to enquire after the key. Would have done without my strap on spikey feet.
Had a walk round the perimeter fence and will have to pop back sometime to get at it properly.
These images are five stop blended images shot of the southernish aspect through a sky lens. I use this expression as it more befits my age and mood it originates from sometime in the eighteenth century. It’s the original name for a fisheye lens. These will enlarge as all my images should these days. Looks sunny and almost was for five minutes.
A somewhat depressing day. These are the best I could do without access.
Tomorrow we are away to the Lake District and I will come back here when the weather is better.
See you tomorrow from the sunny North West.