On Friday I decided to force myself out of winter hibernation mode and venture to the Christmas Market in the next city of Nottingham. We dont have one here for some reason. Even this requires catching a train so increases my anxiety as they are often late or full to capacity on the way back and I dont like mixing with lots of those pesky normal people.Of course being weird and a bit mental I spent some time at the cemetery first, its better than mixing with the crowds in town and somewhat less stressful.Look, angels!
I wonder if spirits of the long dead still lurk on Earth or if its all just mental illness. The sun was already a bit low so I may go back again in summer. I think this was the last tree in the entire cemetery with any leaves left on it and I liked how it was lit up.
Nottingham city centre. they had some nice huts although most of the goods looked exactly the same as in every market I have been to in the last 5 years. I think they just mass produce everything abroad nowadays.
I nearly got some fudge but it would not go well with my five a day health program. Its also surprisingly expensive for the small amount they give you. I would want at least a bucket to last me over Christmas.