It was a bit bleak on Newton Moor this Friday morning. In case you don’t recognise where I’m at, it is the ‘hole in the wall’ at Little Roseberry. Odin’s Hill should be visible on the far left.
Odin’s wife was Frigg, a Norse goddess in her own right, and Friday is named after her, ‘Frīġedæġ‘ in Old English, the ‘day of Frigg’.
As I write this now, on a Friday evening, at a time the Old English would have called Saternight – the night before Saturday.
Which reminds me that today is also POETS Day, piss off early tomorrow’s Saturday, a quip from my working days.