Arnold Market

Some adventures today. I had to venture into Arnold twice: in search of, first, a swim (it was too warm and too busy but my usual baths is closed due to boiler failure) and, later, an undelivered parcel. And on the latter occasion I caught the wrong bus and had to find my way down from the previously uncharted heights of the Plains Estate. And I had to engage in a short, ahem, discussion with a Market stallholder about the whys and wherefores of 'hobby photography.' At least in between I got to make a trip into Sherwood to talk about copymaking with that nice gentleman on Hayden Road...