Last one of 2009, a fortnight before Christmas. Left boot. Black. Old Mount Road above Marsden. Noted. That's everything the notebook holds — "Noted", which is a word I evidently thought needed saying in a notebook, but I were new to it. Old Mount Road climbs steep out of Marsden and it will have been cold up there in December, though the record doesn't say so and I'll not pretend to remember. Two boots near Marsden inside two months. I didn't make owt of that then and I don't now. Four shoes in the book by New Year, and no idea there'd be another three hundred odd behind them.
Written up August 2026, from the notebook.