Reds...

The snow is turning into slush, but the sky has a look that suggests ‘more snow’. Finishing off some writing - but slowly - and I’ll hope to find a pub later on where I can watch the Liverpool v Man United game. I’m not sure why, since I can’t remember the last football match I really enjoyed. It’s come to the point where I’m mostly interested in the hold that football has over the popular imagination. I don’t really care who wins; I try to care, and pretend I’m a Liverpool fan, but a win for the Reds doesn’t really make me want to punch the air in triumph, and a loss does nothing to spoil my day. As someone reminded me a while ago, I’m not a “real” fan at all…

Old Town, near Hebden Bridge...