NEWCASTLE. Bridging The Tyne.
A river gives a city an identity,
Trundling homeward now, just whittling away the minutes until the train arrives. As station buildings go Shrewsbury does have some class. Built by the Great Western Railway it has the imposing presence of an abbey. Right, electric scribbling over, the train is scuttling into the platform. Enjoy your evening all. Some Links. https://originalshrewsbury.co.uk/ https://www.visitshropshire.co.uk/ https://www.alamy.com/portfolio/imagesbylachlan https://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B00TKGBNYM https://www.shutterstock.com/g/Lachlan1/sets https://lachlan-main.pixels.com/shop/puzzles
A jewel in the Peak District, Buxton sits high in the Pennine range of hills that reach down through England from the Scottish Border. A Spa town it attracted the titled, the famous and is still today a magnet for tourists.
I had hazy, lazy Sunday on my hands and the weather, for once, didn’t have a sulky face on it. Not wanting to waste sunshine or fresh air I set my sights on Chester.
Two shots from two cities I spend time in, Manchester and Sheffield.