Swanvale Halt is quiet presently - as everywhere is quiet - and on Thursday I forced myself somewhat reluctantly out of the house and around Widelake Park. It was a bit of a pastoral exercise too as I met a variety of people to have brief conversations with. I can't remember seeing the lake frozen over since I've been living here, but I'm told it froze several times in the 1990s and our former Clerk of Governors at the infants school said people would test their golf swing by trying to hit a ball from one side to the other. Which reminds me of reading somewhere that the distinction between a lake and a pond is that a lake is big enough for a swan to take off from.
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