The old 'uns keep on going...

This Fordson tractor is a little bit older than me, and who can say which is closer to the scrap heap... yes, yes, we all have opinions. It is used to maintain the cricket and football pitches in the village. I am not.

A very windy day, but in between the rain it's been a lovely day. Morrigan is clean again and I replaced her tyre pressure sensors, removed for the fitting of the new tyres. That's both my vehicles roadworthy once more and adventure beckons. When it stops raining.

In the background you can see the steelwork for the new cafe, apparently destined to be called "The Bridge" to reflect its proximity to the main line railway bridge it sits next to.