Around shankill

I’m probably repeating myself, but, it’s funny how distances get so much smaller as you age, at least things which were unimaginably long distances become just a decent walk.

This walk for example, probably a couple of hours, maybe less, would have seemed so so far when I was growing up, and now it’s just a nice way to stretch the legs.  This chimney used to be used for smelting lead, we used to have “wide games” (things like capture the flag etc.) as kids in scouts.  Running around in the forest up by the chimney, ripping wool (lives) off people’s arms and trying to capture a flag.  So much fun, no idea if these kinds of things are even allowed any more.  Hopefully they are! (probably they are?)

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