Riding through this dirty old town I am falling in love with her industrial side. Endless bike trails from here to there. One in a million lead to the coast and thats where my cheese is stored.
I load up my Nikon and a few snacks, this town begs to be explored by bicycle. Its hot here compared to the cool of the islands and I love it. I don’t go anywhere without packing a world class bottle of wine for just in case. Turns out just in case has once again changed my life. No more cheap wine for this boy, having fallen ass backwards into yet another miracle. The Universe abides and has again been good to me.
I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town~ Ewan ~Mac Coll