Do you fancy a day at the seaside? Good, then come this way to the Lancashire coastal resort of St. Annes on a sunny day in 2015. It was the weekend of the annual kite festival so when I rolled up the sea breezes were blowing and the kite strings were humming as kites filled the air. The event has been running since about 2014 and fills a huge area […]
The place is Liverpool, the dateline line is August 2014. I’m making my way across the city from Lime Street station on my way to the Wirral. Sometimes I catch the Merseyrail train from the sub surface platform at Lime Street, other times I make my way through the city to James Street station down near the Pier Head. A bit of mix and matching, traveller’s variety etc. This time […]
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 […]
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 […]
A little to the east of Manchester is Ashton under Lyne, nestling by the Pennine Hills. My time travelling blog has brought you here on a brisk day in February 2012. It’s a town I have a liking for, perhaps a little careworn in places but there’s plenty to take in and see. The market is a delight, with a market hall and an open market. While just off the […]
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 […]
