Autumn, Geoff and the Derby Arms

Met Geoff/Jeff  as I collected 2 bags along Prescot Rd near the Derby Arms. He stopped to shake my hand and applaud the message I’m working to publicise. He knew all about Prostate Cancer, having recently been treated. He talked about his concerns that the cancer may already have escaped from the gland. He’s waiting for further tests.  He stressed the importance of catching the disease in time and was fully behind men over 50 getting tested. I didn’t ask his age but he looked not much older. We wish him well and hope his fears are unfounded.

I called in at the Derby to drop off a poster and to ask permission to use their car park. The Derby Arms, Aughton has an reputation for great beer and scrumptious braised steak. It is a very tradition pub and well worth a visit if you are passing.

It was a super afternoon, lovely sunshine with that special mellow warmth as autumn approaches. Background noise of a tractor working in the field, stacking bales, and hedgerows of blackberries and other autumn fruits. Perfect and evocative of my childhood back on the farm. Mum used to make all kinds of preserves and we would be sent out to pick anything that could be turned into jam or jelly. The thought brings back memories of the kitchen filled with the smell of jam. I wasn't collecting rosehips or blackberries yesterday. How did we become so casual with our rubbish? The photos summarise my thoughts, which of the 2 should I be collecting on a lovely late summer afternoon. Maybe 300 metres and 2 bags of rubbish. I'm going have to return to get the rest.

As a postscript I did return this afternoon and collected another 2 bags of rubbish.