Over to the North side for scaffolding . . .

We really need a new roof on our Chicken Ranch.
We think that the fox has been trying to get in as the heavy duty plastic is torn in a couple of places, could be a pigeon as it bathes in the puddles I suppose, but whatever . . . .  a new roof is called for.
PJ ordered the Tarpaulin and then we went over to fetch some new scaffolding 'stuff' (a technical term!)
We picked up Little Soldier on the way over and set off for the northern climes . . . . . PJ has more knowledge of this area than me, it's all foreign and they talk Black Country so I can't understand most of them . . . . .

We found the scaffolding firm after much time spent in traffic jams and the boys went to find 'someone who knows'.
We had to go park the car round the back and so the fun began . . .

Piles of boards, steel poles etc.









. . . . even a truck, the driver of which told us about a park not too far away . . . .


The car was duly loaded and the 'flag' tied on the back end of the pole.





After some refreshment off we went again to find the park.

On the way we came to a place called Barr Beacon. 




I haven't been here since my children were young, I won't tell you how long ago that was!!
This place did not fail us.


There was the War Memorial at the highest point of the hill. 
We could park the car quite close so there was no long walk to reach it.

In the centre was the dial, photo bombed by some peanuts . . .

. . . anyone find the squirrels?




We looked out in the direction of where we live, away on the horizon. 

We did see some other landmarks. . . .  they appeared very tiny . . . .

The dial told us what we were looking at . . .





Time to go find those pesky squirrels and then head back to the car.


The squirrels never made an appearance so back in the car we went to try and find the park.

We drove round for some time and then magic granddad found the playground, just by some more woods  . . . but the playground, with ice creams (of course!!), took precedence.

After the icecreams, we left all our belongings with 'bag sitter in chief' and went off to play . . . .


Eventually we went for a wander into the woods, deep inside we went by alas! and alack!  no squirrels . . . . we left the peanuts spread around just in case they came later.

Time to go home now, to unload the scaffolding and return Little Soldier to his house!!