Walk to Blackpole via Perdiswell (Worcs & Birmingham Canal) and back: Monday, 30th August, 2021.

 

All the fun of an August Bank Holiday in one field.

To the north.

To the south.

Wiping the trolley clean.

Going in.

In.

Home we go.

Moto GP, Silverstone: Saturday, 28th August, 2021.

Howard.

Ready to go.

Lots of folk here.

Loads more than usual.

Finding a place to watch could be tricky.

Ayumu Sasaki - KTM Moto 3.

Two Moto GP fans.

Joan Mir - Suzuki Moto GP.

Olde Moto GP fan.

Young Moto GP fan.

On a push-bike.

Not looking where he's going.

Enea Bastianini - Esponsorama Moto GP.

Fabio Quartararo - Yamaha Moto GP.

Moto GP's over.

The stands are emptier.

We can get a seat!

Moto 2's at Village.

Skyscape

(turned out nice again).

British Talent Cup:

Carter Brown and Harrison Dessoy.

Time to go home.

Still loads of folk here.

Droitwich: Friday, 27th August, 2021.

 

Wiping the trolley down.

Going in.

How are you coping with the resposibility 

of pushing/stacking the trolley, Dave?

'Responsibility' is my middle name Vic.

Out with the old, in with the new: Thursday, 26th August, 2021.

 

The old water tank has been removed and........

........a new one is being fitted.

Lots of paraphernalia outside.

Meanwhile, there's time to do some spring cleaning.

Hours and hours and hours of time.

And several more hours.

Don't you dare take a photo of me.

I'm totally knackered.

OK Vic.

Walk to Sabrina Bridge and back, Worcester: Wednesday, 25th August, 2021.

 

Seeds for the birds.

Grey, warm and pretty humid upstream.

Grey, warm and pretty humid downstream.

Would you like some food pellets?

Mum and seven of the eight ducklings.

The riverbank.

Told you there was eight.

Mum!

Mum!

Wait for me!

Definitely not narrow boats.

Bee on a Sunflower.

Bee on a Sunflower II.

Narrow boat.

Brady.

Skyscape.

Worcester Cathedral and friends.

On Pitchcroft.

Paddlers.

Paddling. 

Almost at Sabrina Bridge.

One for sorrow.

A tranquil scene soon transforms.........

.........to one of mass anarchy when the seagulls descend.

Would you like a Brazil Nut?

Don't mind if I do.