Left my camera behind and took a stroll along the Rochdale Canal, near Littleborough. Weather warm and humid - ‘close’ and ‘muggy’, as we say in Yorkshire - with a thunderstorm likely, later on. Time seemed to stand still. The water in the canal was black, like pitch; it looked thixotropic, as much solid as liquid. Plenty of people on the towpath, all ready to stop and exchanges a few words… about something, or nothing…
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