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SCOTLAND. In Twelve Images.

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 […]

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WARRINGTON. A Bridge In The Sky.

This little bit of industrial history had been on my to do list for a while but for whatever reasons I had not got around to it. So with the easing of the lock down I thought this would be the perfect time to go and seek it out. Warrington’s own Transporter Bridge. It’s the old story that once you know where it is, its really easy to find, you […]

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SANKEY VALLEY. A Cygnet Ring.

I took a walk along a nearby stretch of the Sankey Valley again a few days ago. The world outside is easing into life, winter is gone away and spring is getting into it’s stride as summer approaches. I’ve blogged about the Sankey valley before ( there will be a link below if I remember ). It was the first canal in the country but not built as such. It […]

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WHITEHAVEN. Faces On The Street.

The place, Whitehaven on the Cumbrian coast. The date March 2009. I have a great liking for this stretch of the UK’s coastline. It’s a journey I’ve made by the coastline hugging rail route quite a few times. From the southern busy-ness of Barrow and it’s shipyards, up past Ravenglass with it’s Roman Fort and miniature railway. Then along the open stretches from Seascale, past Nethertown and its reclaimed houses […]

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ASTLEY HALL. The Redcoats Are Coming.

By the magic of my time travelling blog let me whisk you back to 2018. Its a little disconcerting to walk around a quiet corner and be met by a round of musket fire from a group of Redcoats. C’mon guys, I know I’m half Scots but do you not think it’s time to let bygones be bygones? I had taken a drive up to Astley Hall on the outskirts […]

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