The jitties will be quiet now. Living mostly on memories until they are refreshed again some time hence.They call ginnels "Tenfoots" in Hull. Because the alleyways between all the houses are approximately ten feet wide. It's ginnels and alleys where I live.
Thanks very much for sharing the link, Mr. Gladwin...that was lovely! I read it aloud to myself. Your photograph captured your piece very well and I thougoughly enjoyed your metaphors, alliteration and felt like I was inhaling the life from Jitties past and present, myself.
I took a photograph many years ago, for a college class. I shot through a knothole in the gate my Dad built, looking down the crooked and imperfect foot wide sidewalk he had poured himself. It went alongside our home, to the backyard and was between the neighbor's fence and our home. Your Jitty feels like the space in my being where that little side yard is, my own photograph echoing the snuck cigarettes and being so glad I didn't have to use the hand trimmers to cut around the stepping stones anymore.