Category: Calendar
Love, Loss, Mundanity And Miss Marie Leonhard
The King Of Corsica
A photograph of mine from the best part of fifty years ago. Behind the market stalls you can see what was then the King Of Corsica public house, named after the German adventurer, Theodore von Neuhoff, who for a short while was the King Of Corsica before falling into poverty and moving to Soho in … Continue reading The King Of Corsica
Christmas Cheer
The sight of a grand sunset with the addition of some Christmas cheer is difficult to beat. However, the sight of a grand sunset with the addition of some Christmas cheer seen through the window of a warm and friendly 17th century pub just about manages it.
Gut Stopp
I came across this 1890 example of a boiler telegraph from an early steam boat on display at the Deutsche Museum in Munich a good few years ago. No doubt it was an innovative piece of equipment constructed to the highest mechanical and technical standards. To me, however, it was nothing but a pleasing image.
Calming Calder
Busy day ahead today, so what we need is a calming image on my daily calendar.
Considering The Task
At least one of my regular followers will recognise the location of this photograph and will probably be able to be more precise about the date. It might appear that my wife was considering the task at hand - that task being a bit of gardening. But no, she will have been reading her revision … Continue reading Considering The Task
Polish Arms
The image is taken from an old vintage postcard featuring Keighley's Market Place and comes courtesy of Great Uncle Fowler Beanland's picture postcard collection (all praise elderly collectors of things for making the lives of future generations more intriguing). Whilst the market is interesting, I have to say my attention was captured by the splendid … Continue reading Polish Arms
Those Shoes
I think my brother must have taken this photograph when I was eight or something like that. He would have been 13 and he was already seeing the world from a more creative perspective. I'd like to be able to say that I remember the day, but I can't. It's a very long time ago. … Continue reading Those Shoes