This weekend just gone we were in Lincoln for a family gathering. On Saturday morning, whilst Amy and Ben were terrorising their Grandparents at a farm park, Angela, Sam and I went shopping in Lincoln. To save Sam the trauma of watching his mum spend his inheritance, I took him for a stroll past Brayford Pool, along the Welham and up Steep Hill (where dad tells me some of our very distant ancestors lived). This was pretty hard work with the pushchair.
At the Cathedral some of the walls have been cleaned. I was particularly struck by some figures clearly intended to demonstrate the wages of fornication. They are very explicit. Serpents twine around limbs and bite genitals, demons pull the hair and grope the bodies of sinners. It all seems very incongruous in the urbane surroundings of the Cathedral square.
On Sunday we went for a very windy walk at Whisby Nature Park. We followed a trail with a series of sculpted posts, each one with a question in the accompanying leaflet. Despite the fact that most of the questions referred to wildlife that we couldn’t see on this cold and blustery day, Amy was captivated and thoroughly enjoyed the whole experience. Anything that encourages the kids to enjoy a walk is a good thing as far as I’m concerned. We did see a number of Cormorants hanging their wings out to dry, and plenty of tufted ducks and swans.
Heartening to see in this county renowned for access difficulties and often unfairly regarded as ‘flat and boring’ that one of the displays in the centre at Whisby was about a series of leafleted walks, which looked very attractive.
Later that day I managed another half-an-hour across the fields round Welton. Again it was nice to see that the landowner had allowed a permission path, and that hedgerows were being regenerated and small new copses being planted on the edges of fields.