Personal Journal: 27 Jan NByr7
It took a while to sink in. I was out checking on a few things, and happened to cut down the hill along Savory when I saw it, or didn’t see it as the case may be.
The northeast corner lot at Abney Parkway and Savory Lane was empty. I walked across the cobbles and dirt to the spot I approximated as where my old favorite spot at the bar used to be and stood a while. I thought about how many nights I spent there, chatting with friends, or about that night a little over two years ago when I slipped a ring into someone’s pocket.
Change is in the nature of the world, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it. I headed off towards Clockhaven, the wind off the water seeming a bit colder than normal.
((bon chance & bon voyage mes amis))
ta ra an’ all, bone voyager, dinna be strangers… unless ye wanna be strangers in which ways be really good at it! ((Will miss you!))
((May the winds of change blow you to your hearts’ desires.))
((there may be other bars, but there was only one Cuffs))
The last series of pics I took at Cuffs, 09/08/12. Yes, I know it’s sentimental.
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Lovely images.