Those were the days
St Michael’s on Wyre is a village on the Fylde Coast, in Lancashire England; it lies on the Wyre River. The village is centred on the church of St Michael’s which was founded before AD 640. As a young fella my family of brothers and their wives used to go upstream and happy times picnicing and swimming in the cool water,naturally it would be a summer activity.The River flows into the Irish Sea via Knott End and Fleetwood a good few miles away.Farm smells in this spot are (to me) very pleasant.Holly trees (very popular at Christmas time) are abundant as are the stinging nettles that I have often fallen into !!.I consider myself very lucky to be able to return to these places and memories I had long forgotten came flowing back !! Altho I am atheist St Michaels Church is a magnificent piece of architecture from way back and eventually I will get to look at some of the historic Gravestones.The area itself is very picturesque and countrified.I walked for a while thru the overhanging trees as they are shedding their Summer Greenery going into bare branched Winter.After 35 years of Sunshine and glorious beaches,the Outback and deserts of Australia,I am very fortunate to be back in the place of my birth in my twilight years enjoying the magnificence of country ( and eventually towns) England.Seeing the well organized formation of migrating birds (think they are Swans?) was a bonus and a joy to behold.I also noticed the Red Rose of Lancashire on the iron Bridge and that alone would let people know they are in the County of Lancashire

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