I was expecting snow up on the hill this morning, or at least a view from the summit of the wonderful wintry landscape below.
The light was fantastic but, apart from a few snowy roads and rooftops in the village, the blizzard had passed us by.
Bluebell Hill hit the local social media headlines this week after it was reported that vandals had cut down all the rope swings hanging from the trees.
I suspect, looking at how high up the ropes have been severed and the spoils removed, that it’s probably the work of a National Trust ranger – not in killjoy mode but exercising a duty of care. I know of at least one child, now a grown man, who suffered multiple bone breaks on one of these makeshift swings.
The landowners are between a rock and a hard place. If they take the swings down, they’re being mean. If they leave them up and someone has a nasty accident, well, they could be liable.
With the hill busier than ever – there are even people from Bridport up there at weekends, for goodness sake – the number of swings has increased. The National Trust describe the hill as the most remote place in the county. But unless you’re up there first thing, it doesn’t feel like it.
But as quickly as the swings have gone, they will no doubt return. They always do.
I sat on one this morning which had clearly been missed from the swing cull.
In other news, Mr Grigg has been called for his Covid-19 vaccine today. Yippee!
That’s about it.
Love, Maddie x