I have to admit that I’m not the biggest fan of spiders. I’m not exactly afraid of them and I don’t go out of my way to kill them. We have a sort of Live And Let Live agreement, they go their way, I go mine. It’s just that there’s something about their endless patience, that sitting, waiting approach that is just the wrong side of sinister. An eternal stillness […]
I took a trip to Chester at the weekend. I used the train and went what for me is the long way round. Into Liverpool by the fast train from one of my local stations and then out again down through the Wirral and into the walled capital of Cheshire. Walking those walls it still fascinates a little as to how close the city is to the Welsh border. Stand […]
Sometimes there’s nothing better than just sitting and watching the world go by, or in this case the Bay. A photo from four or so years ago, it had been one of those October days that surprises you with its warmth and a champagne sparkle of sunshine. I had travelled up by train early in the day and spent my time walking around the resort. Checking up on my favourite […]
Well the prospect of travelling again inches slowly closer, though at the moment as the rain streaks down my windows and the wind bounces around my garden, that prospect seems as far away as ever. Trying to make some positive use of the down time I’ve been tidying the photo files. Checking what’s there and pencilling in ideas for future trips. One way and another I spend a lot of […]
I don’t know about you but I often find doorways fascinating. Anybody looking through my photo files will find random shots of them in all shapes and sizes. Like the introduction on the old Semprini Serenades radio show, they are Old Ones, New Ones, Loved Ones, Neglected ones. They range from evening shots of slinky, city centre office blocks with their neon cool. To back street firms with virtually the […]
A little to the south of the 24/7 party town that is Blackpool stand the genteel twins of Lytham and St. Annes. Both towns are favourite destinations of mine. As much as I like Blackpool a change of tempo is always welcome. Just off the centre of St. Annes are the Ashton Gardens, named after the Lancaster Lino magnate Lord Ashton who bought the land and presented it to the […]
