The local authority having seized the opportunity afforded by the coronavirus pandemic to make parking even more impossible in Hebden Bridge, I haven’t visited the local bakers’ shops in months. Today, the weather being pleasant, I decided to walk a new (to me) route down through the woods in search of a decent loaf. Stupidly, I forgot to take a shopping bag. I used this as an excuse to pop into one of the outdoor shops and treat myself to a handy little rucksack. I’ve been hankering after one for ages.
It’s a terrific slog back up the hill from Hebden Bridge, but experience shows the easiest route is up through the woods.
I suppose I’ve set a precedent, now—and I even have a rucksack. So I expect to be making many more descents into Hebden Bridge over the coming months in pursuit of decent bread.
