Showing posts with label architecture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label architecture. Show all posts

Tuesday, 7 August 2012

Hastening to Hastings

We had a splendid time by the sea in Sussex, oh, ever so long ago now. In between torrential squalls of rain, I took a few snaps of it's loveliness. Early July is already such a distant memory ...

Sunday, 28 November 2010

City of dreaming spires





And one very cool house in Portobello Road. Pretty much anything looks good if you use Scrabble tiles...

Sunday, 26 September 2010

Salamanca is

We've spent a splendid long weekend in Spain for the "boda" of a dear friend.

To me, Salamanca is:

An intensely romantic castle to stay in and celebrate in



Tapas in the Placa Mayor with friends-of-friends, who just became friends


A happy bride dancing to "You're The One That I Want" in red Converse


Churros y chocolate for the morning after the night before


Some serious Gothic architecture



And some rather less serious surprises!


We loved it! Felicidades a B y J - muchas gracias para invitarnos, fue un privilegio.

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

Northumbria holiday in pictures

We've been to the North-East for a little holiday at The Boy's mum's house.

We exercised our inner junkaholic, scrutinising car boot finds and doing a little antique-ing ourselves.

Mortal sin


We found this sweet vintage camera in a thrift shop - and searched in vain online for a UK source of Kodak 126 film.


We looked up in Newcastle - isn't it great what you notice when you look up?

Brick cherub

Goliath

We admired art - on walls ...
Magpie

and in these beautiful surroundings at Belsay Hall - a ruined castle ...

Fireplace

and a quarry garden!

Quarry garden

We were startled and fascinated in equal measure by Mat Collishaw's 'The Garden of Unearthly Delights' zoetrope of creepy cupids smashing robins' eggs and spearing snails.

Mat Collishaw, Belsay Hall

We ate a lot. From tapas to curry to birthday cake.


We chilled out, and enjoyed the last of summer.

Hydrangea
(Thanks Carol!)

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Sunday, 31 January 2010

In praise of Fifties architecture

On a bright sunny day - cold but crisp and clear, I found myself waiting at the bus-stop outside this fine example of municipal architecture.


Once, it was the telephone exchange for Walthamstow, but now it lies derelict.  I love the clean lines, the blocky font, the moulded concrete.  The bright blue sky and skeletal wintry trees help.

Looking at it, I feel nostaglic for a world that probably never really existed. A world where Skylon was the vision of the future and the everyday looked something like a Ladybird book illustration:

Now, here's a nice pipe dream: imagine rescuing the building and turning it into a house, full of long white walls, bright sunlight and Mid-Century Modern furniture. And maybe a roof terrace with bamboo and a deck.  Ah, well, I can dream...

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