Yesterday I had to go for my counselling supervision in Chester. It was another beautiful day, crisp, but not really cold, sun shining, blue sky - a day that we will doubtless pay for in weeks to come, but to be appreciated nonetheless.
I have come to like Chester, but only since I discovered the convenience of 'Park and Ride'. Driving around Chester is not to be recommended for those of a nervous disposition. The least hesitation, wrong turning, incorrect lane chosen and you face a barrage of hostility from the 'locals'. I have even had a driver squeezing past me where there was no space to squeeze and folding my wing mirror in as he passed.
So now, I use the 'Park and Ride' bus, get off at Pepper Street, walk smartly down Watergate Street, City Walls Street, over the railway and there I am on the canal bank.
And this is what it looked like yesterday. Unfortunately, the powers that be in Chester seem determined to allow every last possible space to be built on so this area will not be quite so peaceful in the future.