BANGOR. The Lion On The Wall.
I took a trip into North Wales at the weekend. Train into Bangor then the bus onward to Caernarvon. The weather could have been a little kinder but it was a day out and there were photos to track down.
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SNAPSHOT. Astley Park. Sunday Morning Coffee & Cake.
It’s a Sunday after a busy and enjoyable Saturday roaming around the Peak District. So I’m having a relaxing couple of hours before I get stuck into the creative tasks like editing yesterday’s photos, oh and doing my laundry. It’s just one mad creative whirl in my world. The cake is carrot cake and it’s mine if you want to fight me for it……..
SNAPSHOT. Piccadilly. A Station In The Evening.
There’s something about a railway station in the evening for me. An ethereal layer that lurks just below the bustle and hustle of large numbers of people on the move. A quiet rhythm of something biding it’s time, waiting, watching.
SNAPSHOT. Bakewell. On The Farmers Market.
The day has continued. I arrived in Buxton quite handily for the bus down to Bakewell. The really helpful bus driver pointed out that the day ticket was not only cheaper than two single tickets but it also covered a bigger area. So game on and first stop Bakewell. Where there was a Farmers Market in progress. Hmmm, food…. I had a wander around that. I managed to only buy […]
SNAPSHOT. Manchester. Piccadilly Station Tango.
It’s a Saturday, the days are drawing in, gathering their duvets about them ahead of the long march through winter. So I’m out and about making the most of a so far drizzly day, heading across, under actually, the Pennines to Buxton in that Derbyshire. There may be a trip out to Bakewell too. The station is getting busier, real life is creeping out and stretching it’s legs again despite […]
SNAPSHOT. Hull. The Band Played As The Tortoise Walked By.
A Little while ago I took a trip out to Hull on the east coast. Things had begun the long return to normal and I needed to visit a place I either hadn’t been to before or hadn’t been to for a long time. After a bit of head scratching and no I didn’t get any splinters in my fingers, I decided on a revisit to Hull.
