Monday 8th
May 2017
Our mooring point – just outside the basin, might at first appearance be
thought of as one not too likely – road bridge over the canal not too far back;
general appearance of the area being a bit rundown; no security on the mooring;
but I can assure you that it was as peaceful and quiet as any that we have had
on the entire system.
So it all meant that when we awoke on Monday morning we were a little stiff and sore from the lock exertion but otherwise quite refreshed.
After getting through a fair bit of work and making Diane her morning
coffee, we set out to do our exploring.
Yesterday’s planning did a load of good – we knew exactly where we had to
go – coffee and the TIC – where we found some tourist maps of historical
significance and it allowed us to do what we normally do.
Along the way we found ourselves at the Moor Markets where Diane was able
to get a couple of pairs of boots repaired and we purchased some very good
looking locally made pies and other bits and pieces.
...see just about the same |
A tribute to the energy and work put into the efforts during both World Wars by the women of Sheffield |
I am almost certain that I have mentioned before that we find one of the
best sources of information about the history of any village, town or city, is
the main church.
Sheffield Cathedral was that source – there was a fair amount of the
important parts of the city’s history; the architecture was lovely and well
worth a visit.
Lighting candles again - for both her mum and dad and also for Lauren - I shall need to increase her budget for candles |
We also paid a visit to the Town Hall – usually it is to get a look at
the foyer – if you have ever looked in the local town hall, you will find that
there has been a bit of expense on the reception area / foyer – it gives the
first impression.
We were not disappointed with the Sheffield Town Hall ,
but also there was a display of some of the silver work that had been created in
the city of the last 200 years – again another surprise.
A dedication to the lives lost when HMS Sheffield was sunk during the Falklands War |
After some lunch, we managed to get a bit more shopping in and on the way
back to the boat we found a quick way to the railway station (for tomorrow’s
adventure).
Having been here before we perhaps did not need to see as much as we
would normally – we had a feel for the city (again).
There is a feel about Sheffield which reminds us very much of Melbourne –
and that is the tram network – people not used to them being around can be
apprehensive, but we find them quite re-assuring; also we found that there were
areas where pedestrians had a great deal of access to tramway areas without the
usual health and safety rubbish that goes on in this country. It also meant a
lack of car access.
So, it was back to the boat for a cuppa; I had work to finish; Diane had
feet to rest.
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