New year Blowout
New year Blowout
The mince pies are gone, the Baileys has been hammered and if you waft a turkey butty under my nose right now, I might just lose my breakfast. It’s clear I’m done, so in what is quickly becoming a family tradition, we head out for a brisk walk in the countryside and find ourselves atop Billinge Hill looking out over the borough and into the distance. Wigan is a lot greener than you might think but as it’s mostly arable with ploughed fields, so wandering across open country isn’t quite as common. We have public footpaths like most places but these can be a bit hard to find and near us, don’t often get you that far from the sound of the M6 or the Three Sisters racetrack. We do have a few ‘regular’ walks though of which this is a good one. It’s mostly uphill and then there is a more gentle road which leads around the side of the old landfill site (it’s better than it sounds I promise!) and around to a small paddock of Shetland ponies which the kids like to see. We all get plenty of air forced into our lungs though and leave ruddy-cheeked and feeling a bit more refreshed. I’ll be back in work before you know it, so we have just a few more days to squeeze in a bit more family time.