"......I do retire
Into an old room
Beside a bright fire:
Oh, pile a bright fire" (Edward FitzGerald)
My Dad sat in his old room at the top of the old family home, looking out as the world unfolded before him. He had his trusty Nikon F2 Photomic and a selection of Nikon lenses and at some time in the early 1970s the village of Irlams o' th' Height was laid waste by the Coming of the New Road. The humble A6, also known as Bolton Road at this point, had one side of it ripped away and the new A6 joined the East Lancs Road as a mighty new dual carriageway.
Here are some pictures showing the architectural carnage that unfolded outside the window of my Dad's old room.
The calm before the storm
The storm
The moral of this little tale is that during Lockdown we might still look out of our windows, at least to some extent, as we can never be sure what might be going on out there! But there is hope on the horizon, old freedoms restored beckon and with a sense of caution we will soon be emerging from our hibernation, sniffing the air and staring myopically at the world.
"Then the clouds part,
Swallows soaring between;
The world is alive,
And the meadows are green!" (E. Fitz)
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