York
24/08/10 19:49
Went to visit one of my longest friends a few weekends back. She has gone north whilst I have gone south. York was an enticing city; I wanted to stay for a whole week. But the focus of the trip was time with my friend, not the city. Perhaps next time...
York Minster:
Down the River in my friend’s canal boat.
Their lovely dog. One of a pair.
Down on the allotments; I loved the profusion of vernacular architecture on display on this enormous allotment site. Sheds, greenhouses, whole plots, all built out of other’s cast offs. All unique within a similar style. In my experience, that kind of thing doesn’t exist ‘down south’, Certainly in Bristol, the council tidied up the allotments and gave each plot a regulation shed so they all look the same. Tidier for sure. Less unique and less interesting; also for sure. Being in the south, we don’t have greenhouses but poly tunnels dahling.
York Minster:
Down the River in my friend’s canal boat.
Their lovely dog. One of a pair.
Down on the allotments; I loved the profusion of vernacular architecture on display on this enormous allotment site. Sheds, greenhouses, whole plots, all built out of other’s cast offs. All unique within a similar style. In my experience, that kind of thing doesn’t exist ‘down south’, Certainly in Bristol, the council tidied up the allotments and gave each plot a regulation shed so they all look the same. Tidier for sure. Less unique and less interesting; also for sure. Being in the south, we don’t have greenhouses but poly tunnels dahling.
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Late Summer Images
21/08/10 19:11
July. At Last.
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Dandelion.
Lytes Cary Manor. The home of one of the seminal English herbal manuscripts; Lytes Herbal.
Painswick; village of Pan.
23/05/10 21:14
Painswick Rococco Gardens. Highly recommended if ever you get the chance. The area has a surprising history of association and involvement with Pan, from a book written about Pan terrorising the villagers of Painswick (written by a resident), to the construction of a ‘house of Pan’ in nearby woods, as a site of invocations to Pan and neo Pagan rituals by the local gentry in the 1930’s (or thereabouts) and the local church once having, incredibly, a statue of Pan on its tower. The statue is now buried ; whereabouts unknown, after a particularly sour vicar ordered its removal. The associations go deeper still; the village and area seem steeped in Pan worship. Oddly, when I reached my starting point for a walk to visit the site of the old ‘house of Pan’, my iphone was playing a song called ‘we are all Pan’s people’. A good omen I thought.
The Great God Pan himself, in Painswick Gardens.
The folly tea house.
The plunge pool.
Painswick church, 1930’s style.
Yew walk.
The onanistic gargoyle.
The Great God Pan himself, in Painswick Gardens.
The folly tea house.
The plunge pool.
Painswick church, 1930’s style.
Yew walk.
The onanistic gargoyle.