milk before dawn
I got up at 4:15 am and saw the milkman delivering to the doorsteps of just a few houses. I have wanted to blog this for a while as a bit of old England fast disappearing
I love this light and tend to get up at this time before sunrise
the moon above Alcott Wood and the new Solihull College
zooming in to the new northern campus
not my best moon shot
seven floors below me, roses in the Merton House garden
I am in the spare room and looking north past my bedroom window flung open to ventilate the flat and my bed clothes
this milkman's round is very very wide spread and thin most of us get our milk at supermarkets these days and on saturday's he will come later to collect the money for the weekly accounts.
first bus driving out to its start position
from my kitchen window looking left, the back door of the next block
behind the shops no deliveries yet
milkman at work he will also have bread butter, bacon and eggs.
cleaning up at the doctors'
and on to the next customer - I remember horse drawn deliveries, then electric milk floats and this is a diesel