Autumn in the Dark

This yellow-leaf tree in the dark seemed to symbolise the growing onset of autumn for me.

Despite the beautifully coloured trees, autumn is flu season, of course.

Highlight of the Weekend

No surprises here, Kalandra at the Hybrydy Klub (in Warsaw on Friday evening) was always going to be my highlight of the weekend.

Saw Kalandra late last year at the Hydrozagadka in Warsaw and they blew me away, so I had to catch them again.

Find many of the Kalandra tunes hauntingly beautiful, such as Ensom, Borders, It Gets Easier, and, of course, Helvegen (Wardruna cover).

I was also lucky to get to the Kalandra gig on Friday as I'm just starting to get over a few weeks of really bad flu.

Really do think that Kalandra are the world's greatest kept secret, they really are a fantastic band.

Kotek Making Himself Comfortable

A nice shot of Kotek making himself comfortable on an empty cat litter bag:

 Cats like to have a knap whenever they can, of course.

Two Concerts Back in Warsaw

Have now been back in Warsaw for almost a month, and have seen two gigs, starting with Kosheen at the Klub Niebo on 13th September:

Kosheen came on with the immensely powerful, Damage; closed out the set with the incredibly melodic, Catch; and thankfully, did my favourite tune of theirs, Avalanche.

It was good to catch up with Kosheen as I'd last seen them about 20 years ago.

Two weeks later, again on a Friday evening, on the 27th September, I saw The Pretenders for the first time, at the Stodoła in Warsaw:

Thoroughly enjoyed this gig, Chrissie Hynde still has a great voice, and the finger-picking guitar play of James Walbourne was awesome.

The band delivered a wonderful two-hour set with a nice balance of big hits (Kid; Don't Get Me Wrong; I'll Stand by You etc.), and other songs that really caught my attention (You Can't Hurt a Fool; Junkie Walk; I Think About You Daily etc.).

Passing My Old Junior School

During my time in Bury (Lancashire) in late August, I passed my old junior school, St. Joseph's in the Chesham area of town:

As can be seen, the school is now surrounded by a giant fence which wasn't deemed necessary when I attended St. Joseph's in the 1970s (how things have sadly changed for the worse).

Near the school, one grassy part looked a bit scruffy but it may've been some kind of ecological garden, it's hard to tell nowadays.

Bumping into Old Friends

 In Bury (Lancashire) town centre, I bumped into two old friends:

Used to go down to the Castle Donington Monsters of Rock festivals with Jonny (left) and Toddy (right) in the 1980s.

Have known Toddy (Long Beard), since about 1970, when I was about 4-5 years old and moved from the Fairfield to the East Ward (near Bensons toffee works) area of Bury.

Around Elton Reservoir Towards Radcliffe

After visiting Tottington and catching the bus back to Bury, I had two wonderful, ice cold pints of Stowford Press cider in Wetherspoons which did the trick, nicely quenched my thirst. 

After this, I strolled down past Whitehead Tower Clock, my old school, St. Gabriel's, and the hogweed-infested footpaths running alongside the river Irwell to the Monkey Bridge:

Down here, I saw many kinds of non-English/non-European people sauntering round, it was a little disorientating.

But soon afterwards, I found myself veering round the left-hand side of Elton Reservoir, affectionately known as 'Elton Raz' to traditional Bury folk:

And then a really nice surprise, I found a great footpath which served as a shortcut to Radcliffe, cutting out Bolton Road completely:

Either side of this footpath, I passed field after field, let's hope it remains that way.

After 20-25 minutes of pleasant walking, I came out somewhere on the road to Radcliffe that starts from the Three Arrows pub at the top, and heading towards Radcliffe, I came across St. Andrew's Anglican church:

Not sure if I've never seen or just not properly taken notice of St. Andrew's church before.

But as can be seen, it certainly is an impressive-looking building:

Despite the profound formal appearance, I've just read that St. Andrew's offers a kind of low church/evangelical rendition of Anglicanism.

I'm not Anglican but I'm always happy to run into an impressive Anglican church building like St. Stephen's, it was like a half-hidden gem in a modern urban setting.