I walked from a disused mine down this old bridleway that has had its hedges stripped out, but luckily has retained this magnificent line of poplars. When I got back towards the mine I saw about 12 armed police moving towards the mine. I felt a little uneasy and quite intrigued. What were they doing there? who was being surrounded in these unlikely surroundings? I tried to recall who I had passed on the walk, anything suspicious? No.
To be continued tomorrow
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