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Plenty of time
before the next so I ambled along the canal towpath. Occasionally
there was the sound of birds or running water but, otherwise,
the silence was deafening. This valley is truly amazing. Arrival
at Consall meant I could buy a bottle of water because boy was
it hot. A quiet sit down before 68030 arrived in charge of the
14.17 from Cheddleton - I do wish that the powers that be would
decide to face the engined South for photographic purposes -
that's where the sun is. Front end boiler shots invariably mean
a shot into the sun. |