Saturday 22nd August 2020, 3.25pm (day 3,285)
I see little prospect of my leaving the UK for the rest of 2020, to be honest. But luckily, this is a diverse and beautiful island, and there are plenty of bits of it that I have not seen yet. Up until today, that included the Hope Valley, which heads into the Pennines west of Sheffield, and can be reached on a train from there or Manchester. I rectified this omission today, and had a grief-free and pleasant day out there, and a dry one, despite the showers which seemed to be affecting everywhere else in the north today. I hope the couple pictured here enjoyed it too.
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