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In Bram Stoker's Dracula, during one time Van Helsing & Dr. Seward are in Hampstead investigating the "Bloofer Lady" attacks on children, they catch a hansom cab near The Spaniards Inn.
Taken with my 35mm adapter for my Lomo Lubitel 166+ camera.
Lomo Lubitel 166+. Fomapan Retropan 320 35mm B&W film.
For 119 Pictures in 2019 #48 "From outside looking in", this is the front entrance to the Lighthouse Inn in Rockport, TX. Taken in the early evening to even out the light inside vs outside, this is looking through the front door into the lobby. The dining room with its views of Aransas Bay can be seen way in the back. I do like the etched lighthouse on the glass.
The French inn was built in 1806. The house is located at Djurgarden in Stockholm, Sweden.The building is a large, yellow wooden house and surrounded by two smaller wings. The house is one of several large houses in the area in the era of Karl XIV Johan. In the 1830s it had a pink facade. At the inn was held Artist club's first summer festival in 1857 where all Swedish leading artists was present. The party was immortalized in a detailed watercolor painted by the member Fredrik Wilhem Scholander. Today, the buildings are private residence
Behind the inn, to the right, you can see the Hallestad bell tower which now stands at Skansen in Stockholm, originally from Hallestad parish in northern Ostergotland. With its 40.5 meters it is one of Sweden's highest bell tower. The tower was built in 1732-33 and donate to Skansen in the late 1800s where it now stands as a stately monument of the time period.
The three bells of Hallestad belltower always rings in the New Year as it did for our ancestors when they went to Hallestad church between 1732- 1893.
Every New Year's Night, all we Swedes that are scattered throughout the world, hear the bells from Skansen, TV or the Web as we listening to the poem Ring Out, Wild Bells ("Ring bell ring") by Lord Tennyson being recited at midnight at Skansen. This is an old Swedish tradition, the first time the poem was read beside the bell tower was in 1895.
Ring Out, Wild Bells, Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out thy mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
*It should be clearly noted that the Swedish translation witch is recited varies from the English original.
Friends of ours own this old cabin but I am not use if they use it much these days. I liked the signage on the cabin "Inn Sanity", thought I would share for TSC and HSS.
Taken during a sudden blizzard, The Drovers Inn Hotel, Inverarnan near Loch lomond is probably the most famous inn and pub in Scotland. This 300 year old inn is situated on the A82 just past Ardlui at the top of the loch.
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Sudbury, Massachusetts
Longfellow's Wayside Inn (originally knows as Howe's Tavern from 1716 to 1861)
"The Wayside Inn Grist Mills -- mills because there are two sets of stones capable of grinding -- was built in 1929, and ground its first grist on Thanksgiving Day of that year."
For complete description check out this link www.wayside.org/POPUPfiles/gristpopup.html
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Sudbury, Massachusetts
Longfellow's Wayside Inn (originally knows as Howe's Tavern from 1716 to 1861)
"The Wayside Inn Grist Mills -- mills because there are two sets of stones capable of grinding -- was built in 1929, and ground its first grist on Thanksgiving Day of that year."
For complete description check out this link www.wayside.org/POPUPfiles/gristpopup.html
The fairly remote old fashioned Railway Inn, on a minor B-road near Meare, is surrounded by extensive nationally important wetland nature reserves on the Somerset Levels.
The pub sits next to where the old Ashcott Railway Sation used to be. The station was on the Highbridge branch of the Somerset and Dorset Joint Railway. Opened by the Somerset Central Railway in 1856 as Ashcott and Meare, the name changed to Ashcott in 1876. Consisting of a short wooden platform and station building, the station was next to a road level crossing.
The station closed when trains were withdrawn during the Beeching Axe, taking effect on 7th March 1966. But the Railway Inn is well supported by locals and visitors to the nature reserves.
Ohio Historical Marker - This historic inn began serving travelers on the old Portage-Columbiana stage road (now Tallmadge Road) in 1832. Two major stage lines, one from Cleveland to Wellsville (the closest Ohio River port) and the other from Cleveland to Pittsburgh, passed through Palmyra in the early 1800s. Originally a simple two-story Greek Revival-style building, it had its third story added in 1888 when it became a lodge for the Knights of Pythias fraternal organization. It served as a private residence and store for most of the 20th century. The Palmyra Center Hotel was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1976.
The Painted Desert Inn is a National Landmark with a spectacular overlook of the colorful desert badlands below.
This photo was taken by an Asahi Pentax 6 X 7 medium format film camera and Super-Multi-Coated Takumar/6X7 1:4.5/75 lens with a Zenza Bronica 82mm L 1A filter using CineStill 800T film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
The Green Dragon Inn Hardraw in Upper Wensleydale. Dating from the 13th century and home to the famous Hardraw Force, England's highest single drop waterfall.
The abandoned Dixie Inn, a tiny diner wedged between the old and new CA-58 highways northwest of Barstow, California. That's the new divided highway streaming past in the background, with Barstow in the distance.
Please check it out large on black.
Night, 3/4 moon, CTO-gelled flashlight and purple strobe.
In the beginning it was my father who made things. And I watched. He had built his own first car. Not from a kit: they didn't have car kits in those days. But I remember him making a Jettex jet for me when we lived in Germany. It was made of balsa wood and had a small rocket, fuelled by solid fuel pellets. He painted it in orange dope. He lit the fuse of the rocket motor. It hissed and fizzed but the thing didn't gain much impetus or height when he chucked it into the air. It was a bit of a flop, but had looked beautiful up until the time he tried to make it fly. But he would sit and patiently make things out of Lego with us and set up his Marklin train set for us to play with. As I grew up breakfast became the most fascinating meal of the day, with a race to eat up Robertson's jam and marmalade to collect Golliwog tokens so that we could claim badges. And we would pick our cereals depending on the giveaways. Perhaps a little scuba diver that went up and down in a basin of water could be found by digging arm's length down through the SugarPuffs to the bottom of the packet. Or the flat back of the packet could be cut and folded into a Bulldog's head. Collect all 12 different dogs in the series. How frustrating when Mum came back with the shopping and had just grabbed the first pack of Frosties off the shelf without checking if we already had that dog.
I don't know at what age I started making things. By five I was taking packing boxes and tea chests and building huge battleships in the cellar. Sometimes as long as a room.. We were always moving every six months or so in those days, so there was a permanent supply of large boxes around and cardboard tubes for rolled up carpets made gun barrels for the ship's turrets, and periscopes. Of course we had guns too, cap firing cowboy pistols and ratchetty sounding machine guns. And we roamed the streets 'shooting' each other. We were always British or German. Sometimes we were knights and we made shields, and armour out of cardboard. We armed ourselves with stick spears or swords and stabbed one another. Harmlessly. Or when playing with girls we built shops or a post office and sent each other letters, stamps made with the sticky, serrated bit you get around a page of stamps. I have no idea at what age I was given a knife to strip the bark off a stick. I never remember slashing myself so badly that it wouldn't just stop bleeding after ten minutes with a handy handkerchief pressed over it. I survived.
I distinctly remember going into the NAAFI Forces shop on a German base and picking my first Airfix model. It was a FIAT G 91 or something. In those days the kit came in a small bag dangling off a cardboard hanger. I remember I got glue all over the canopy where my thumb and forefinger got stuck to it. Some of the decal transfers floated off the backing paper in the saucer of water. And when I tried to fish them out they folded over and were impossible to flatten out again. So instead of using the Italian roundels I switched to use the German iron cross motifs ending up with an Italian/German axis aircraft.
All through school I made things out of card, plastic, wood...food packaging...anything. A lot were military aircraft, tanks, warships....galleons. But I made original things too. And as I got older my skills developed. I could make almost anything I turned my hands to.
But when I flew the nest all that stopped. Apart from helping my sons to make their first planes, tanks and war ships. My working married family life stopped me making things in its tracks. With just two exceptions. In 1990 I decided to build my sons a lasting toy. I had always enjoyed having a fort to play with my little soldiers or cowboys when at the same age, and I wanted them to have the same. A unique toy. I came up with the idea of a robust castle that would fit inside its 29 inch square base. And you can see it here. Innes Castle. It has a raising and lowering drawbridge, opening doors, secret doors and a dungeon that baddies can be cast into. And a full complement of Britains 1/32 Knights in armour, Robin Hood, Maid Marian, the Sheriff of Nottingham, Friar Tuck and Little John. It's all built out of plywood which I coated in grey grout, and scratched with a nail to make the walls look like they are made of blocks of stone.
We're now on the second generation playing with it, 28 years on from when I built it. So far the only damage is to a few knights who have lost the odd limb or weapon. But that's normal in love and war.
Project 2 was North Calder Farm, much bigger, but still built to all fit inside itself, and still surviving into the second generation
The Panjim Inn is Goa’s oldest heritage hotel. It is situated centrally in the Latin Quarter of Fontainhas.
The hotel is within walking distance from major sightseeing locations, making it an ideal base for exploring Goa’s rich history, culture, cuisine, and art.
Braunau on the Inn is a nice historic city in Austria -
but suffers hard by being the birthplace of Adolf Hitler.The house is marked by a big granite stone from KZ Mauthausen near Linz.
Recently the Austrian authorities decided to transform this house into a police station. Hopefully a way to avoid Nazi pilgrimage to this place, and hopefully a good way to handle this kind of history and "heritage".
Say no to fascism, antisemitism, nationalism, racism - stand up for human rights and democracy - much endangered in these times - even in the motherlands of democracy...
An old archive shot of Jamaica Inn , this famous inn can be found just off of the A30 at Bloventor in the middle of Bodmin Moor . We have called in many times as a pit stop going in or out of Cornwall . However on one occasion we stayed for a few nights on an anniversary trip ( window by the lamppost ) . Trouble is someone found out the place is supposed to be haunted - we often mention that time !
A bit of history from the inn's website :-
Jamaica Inn was built in 1750 as a coaching inn – the 18th century equivalent of a modern day service station for weary travellers. Using the turnpike between Launceston and Bodmin, they would stay at the Inn after crossing the wild and treacherous moor.
Some of the travellers were a little less respectable than most and used the Inn to hide away smuggler’s contraband that had been brought ashore. It is estimated that half the brandy and a quarter of all tea being smuggled into the UK was landed along the Cornish and Devon coasts. Jamaica Inn was remote and isolated so it was the ideal stopping place on the way to Devon and beyond. In 1778 the Inn was extended to include a coach house, stables and a tack room, creating the L-shaped main part of the building as it is today.
You can relive the smugglers' experience at our Smugglers Museum - we have one of the finest and most extensive collections of smuggling artefacts in the UK - and enjoy 'The History of Jamaica Inn', an educational and historical film show that recounts many of the myths and legends associated with the Inn, including tales of wreckers and smugglers over the past 300 years.
It is commonly thought that Jamaica Inn was so named because it was used to store rum smuggled into the country from Jamaica. However, the name is actually said to derive from the important local landowning Trelawney family, two of whose members served as Governors of Jamaica in the 18th century.
According to stories, gangs of wreckers operated on the coast of Cornwall during the early 19th century and it was described as a “haven of smugglers”. The wreckers enticed ships to this coastline by tricking them with beacon lights, which they deliberately lit on the shore. Once the ships foundered on the rocky coast they were looted by the wreckers.
Jamaica Inn is well known as the setting for Daphne du Maurier's novel of the same name, published in 1936. The young author was inspired to write her novel in 1930 after she and a friend became lost in fog whilst out riding on the moors, and were lead back by their horses to safety at the Inn. During the time spent recovering from her ordeal, the local rector is said to have entertained her with ghost stories and tales of smuggling!
She described the nocturnal activities of a smuggling ring based at the now celebrated inn, portraying a hidden world as a place of tense excitement and claustrophobia, of real peril and thrill. Later du Maurier went on to spend a long period at the Inn, furthering her love of the location.
The novel was made into the film 'Jamaica Inn' in 1939 by Alfred Hitchcock and in 1983 Jane Seymour starred in a TV film. 'Jamaica Inn' was again dramatised in a major 3-part series by the BBC shown in April 2014.
If you visit , be prepared for all the coaches and tourists nowadays !
Old Faithful Inn viewed from Upper Geyser Basin. The Inn is one of my favorite places in the park. I do not know exactly why. Maybe it is the architecture, maybe its history and all the people that have passed thru the red doors of the main entrance. I did not plan this last trip very well, or far enough in advance, so I could not get reservations.
Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming
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These are pictures my creations that where part of a collaborative Lego Castle Layout that was on display on Lego World 2013.
The original Shingle Inn of Brisbane was opened in 1936. It and several other eateries were iconic in Brisbane until times moved on as the city changed and rebuilt. It closed in 2003 to make way for Queen's Plaza but much of the original interior was saved and reconstructed inside City Hall where it remains to this day. This shot was taken one morning earlier this year.
"The Shingle Inn opened in 1936 at 254 Edward Street, Brisbane in 1936 as a Tudor inn style restaurant.
The Shingle Inn is a considerably well known aspect of Brisbane's dining culture, where it has welcomed generations of diners, and was also popular with American service personnel during World War II. It is one of the oldest continuing restaurants in the city of Brisbane. It has been owned since 1975 by the Bellchambers Family.
With the closure of the flagship store in 2002 due to the new Queens Plaza development, the fittings of the store were removed and placed into storage. A franchise of the restaurant was created with a dozen stores throughout the Brisbane central business district, suburbs, the Gold Coast and Sunshine Coast.
With the re-opening of Brisbane City Hall after its $215 million refurbishment in April 2013, the fittings and layout of the original Shingle Inn in Edward Street were replaced inside Brisbane City Hall, re-creating the olde-world Tudor atmosphere of the original 1936 restaurant. The sugar bowls used in the restored city hall branch bear the engraved names of the Shingle Inn and other former Brisbane cafes (Renoir, Websters, Yorktown) that were owned by the Webster and Bellchambers families".
The Ancient Ram Inn, Wotton-under-Edge. Gloucestershire.
A grade II* listed building built in 1145 and reputedly one of the most haunted buildings in the UK. It has featured in the paranormal investigation TV programmes "Most Haunted" and "Ghost Adventures".
Date taken: 2nd May 2018.
Album: Things That Aren't Cars
1 Green Bank, Wapping, London, E1W
THE TURKS HEAD
Originally situated in Wapping High Street, the Turk's Head was infamous for being the inn where condemned pirates were given their last quart of ale on their journey from Newgate Prison to Execution Dock.
A pub has been here since at least 1896. Between 1803 and 1956 the waters of Wapping Basin lapped up against Tench Street. Now filled in, the former basin is the site of the John Orwell Sports Centre.
During WW2 the Turk's was run by the formidable Mog Murphy, who kept it open all hours for the local community to receive news of their loved ones. A plaque on the side of the building commemorates this.
The pub remained open until the 1950's, when it became a storage depot for the Parks Department before a fire reduced it to a shell.
In the 1980's a group of local women, led by Maureen Davies, campaigned to save the building. Known as 'The Wild Women of Wapping' they not only raised funds to restore the building but also ensured that it would remain a benefit to the community. Today, the income from the lease supports charitable causes in Wapping.
The Turk's sits on the corner of Green Street and Tench Street, which was previously called Bird Street, and a plaque on the building commemorates the erection of a building on this site in 1706. A smaller plaque below commemorates further rebuilding in 1776 and 1927.