Trains and bridges

Trying to make sense of the notes I took during the meeting for the records took me most of the morning. Then I went for a lovely walk in the woods with Husband, Elder Son, and Theo. Walking itself isn't too bad; it's going up steps or coming down steps, or sitting down, or standing up, that pains me.

Now I've made a lamb and spinach curry for dinner to have before we go to the theatre. Hopefully there won't be a recurrence of what happened yesterday, on first night, when the call had to be put out: "Is there a doctor in the house?"

I've shown you before some examples around the village of green Post Office boxes that have been painted with local highlights. Here are a few more I spotted recently.

The Mumbles Mile was a famous pub crawl, where drinkers could go from pub to pub all along the sea front. People used to come from miles around to do it, and they even made t-shirts saying, "I've done the Mumbles Mile". Mumbles used to be a big drinking location but the focus has changed a bit these days or maybe people aren't drinking as much.

The Mumbles train was the world's first fare-paying passenger railway. (Just don't get into an argument with Husband about whether it was a tram or a train!) It was closed in 1960 because of competition from the buses.

Every so often someone says, "We should bring back the Mumbles train," but it's not going to happen. Sadly.