Winter is on it's way, or at least the chilly, overcast days of autumn make it feel that way. So at the end of a wet Sunday we walked up to the Jolly Sailor.
Only the leaves still on the trees gave clue that this wasn't a mid winter scene.
Boats on their mooring, no one around, everything still and quiet.
By contract inside was warm and cheery, a good way to end a gloomy day.
1964 Sixth Boro c
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