To Sheffield

To Sheffield for Hillbury City Farm. Odd to be writing to the sound of traffic, to have made sure that my car is locked and unloaded of valuables.

Staying with friends near the city centre. Commuting to the farm tomorrow.

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Sheffield

Getting here, I felt suddenly that there are a lot of people in the world, the bit I'm in. All those northern towns: Leeds; Huddersfield; Pontefract; Bradford; Sheffield. All those roads. All those cars. Strange and frightening. I think of Tony, who thinks that Highthwaite is a busy place, and whose ideal is a farm in Scotland, off a track, a long way away from a conventional road. I wonder how he gets on when he travels between farms and to a mother in the south. How does he feel about the road?