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February 2024 at 18:36
At one
point the Farmlad said "I wonder if the iron tree is still there?"
"The
what?" says I thinking it was some exotic species that had somehow found
its way to Byker.
But no...
There it was ...
A tree with an iron hanging off it.
Quite
high up as well.
It's not
unusual to see things hanging off the trees under and around the Byker bridges:
umbrellas, towels, cycle helmets, the occasional human, but the iron was a
first.
A bit
like the students’ shoe trees in Heaton, but with more lethal potential if it
falls out.
I stopped
to take a photo for my sister and Ferretfingers carried on walking with the group.
Two lady
dog walkers of a certain age stopped when I pointed the iron tree out to them
too
"It
begs the question how it got up there" I said.
"It
probably started out with a conversation ending in 'iron your own furking
shirts then!'" replied one.
"Mind
you" said the other "I do like a nicely ironed shirt on a man."
"Especially
when he's ironed it himself" I agreed.
"Well,
I have to admit" says the first with a faraway look in her eye "I do
find there's something erotic about a man in a nicely ironed shirt."
Which was
not something I expected to hear when I set out this morning.
I trotted
down the hill to catch up with the goat walkers.
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