NEWCASTLE. Bridging The Tyne.

A river gives a city an identity,

Two shots from two cities I spend time in, Manchester and Sheffield.

There’s a certain romance about travelling by rail and yes I know there can also be some frustration too.

If you flit back through the electric pages of my blog you’ll know that Chester is a regular destination of mine. It has a range of attractions for the camera carrying blogger. History dating back to Roman and pre Roman times, a range of architectural styles, plus the contrast between the hustle and bustle of the city centre and the quieter stretches down by the river Dee at the Groves where it pauses a while before launching itself over the weir by the Old Dee Bridge on its way out to the estuary and the Irish Sea.

So, following up Part One, naturally, here’s the rest of the shots I took on my easy ramble around the city. I headed back to Victoria Station, one of three main stations in the city, it’s a Victorian wedding cake of a building, the other two, Piccadilly and the smaller Oxford Road are more glitzy and slick. Though the buildings at Oxford Road always make me think of Darth Vader’s […]