At the heart of the town is a dreamy river called the Ancholme. Much of the Ancholme was canalised in the eighteenth century but there are still some "real" bits and both the canal and the river are lovely.
There's a family of swans and cygnets, entirely at home under this busy road bridge.
Along from them ducks dabble under the pedestrian bridge. Both places are good for rich pickings of food from passers by.
Today is a working day but at a weekend the river is home to a local rowing club.
Dog walkers, joggers and bird watchers use the tow path.
And even trundle truck users can enjoy getting out.