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It is the weekend. Again.
And with Jools suffering a relapse in her chesty cough, we slept late and I said I'd go to Tesco first thing, before coffee, and she could get dressed in her own time.
So I grabbed my coat, the shopping bags and shopping list, put them in the car and drove to Tesco. First up was to fill the car with petrol, then drive round to park up, get a trolley and head into the store, grabbing a scanner on the way in.
Apart from the weekly things, I got some stuffing mix and more blocks of butter for Christmas. Meaning that apart from the fruit and veg and milk, we are all abut done here.
Yay us.
Back home for coffee, unload the car and put shopping away, before finally having breakfast 1 of fruit then bacon butties and brews for breakfast 2.
That's better.
The plan for the day was for some local churchcrawling. After some internet research I had the name of the keyholder at Bekesbourne, I called but was told she was out but would be back "soon". OK, in which case we would visit some other nearby churches and go there last.
Not far to Barham from Chez Jelltex, just along the A2, overtaking lorries and slow cars until we turned off at Wootton, down past the filling station and into Barham, stopping on the road beside the church.
Barham is always open, I thought, no worries here. As I got out all my camera gear and lugged it over the road and through the churchyard.
Round on the north side, we arrive at the porch and I find the door is locked after all. No news of a keyholder, but next week there is a coffee morning. If we feel OK after our COVID booster, we might go along.
Its a short drive along the Elham Valley to Bridge. And yes there is really a place called Bridge, and it does have a bridge. A bridge in Bridge, which takes the old Watling Street and high road over the bed of the Nailbourne.
Bridge never lets us down. And indeed it was open, door ajar, and soon a warden came and put all the lights on so snapping was easier. I'd not missed much on previous visits, but with a new-ish lens, it was always worth in redoing shots. I did have the big lens with me, great for details of carvings and in stained glass windows, which I photograph enthusiastically.
From Bridge, its a five minute drive to Patrixbourne.
I wanted to come back here to take close up details of the Tympanum and rose window from the outside, so it wasn't too much of a loss that the door was locked after all.
The rose window here is of the same design as at Barfrestone, so wanted to follow up the detailed shots of the one there and do the same at Patrixbourne.
So, I set about getting my shots and rattle off a couple of hundred.
Back to the car, and next village along is Bekesbourne, where I had called earlier. The keyholder lives in a "large while building opposite the church", the website said. Yes, it's a palace.
An actual palace.
So, there was scruffy me shambling up the large door, ringing the bell and asking if the church keyholder was in.
She wasn't.
And her husband wasn't too keen on letting me have it.
Now I know how to get it, there'll be plenty of other times.
I leave, but on the way back to the main road, a large Audi passes us, and pretty much the only place she could be going was the palace: should we go back?
No, there'll be other times.
I then thought that we could go back via Denton. I had not been to there for five years, and could be just a short detour.
St Mary Magdalene is not visible from the road through the village. It is hidden behind a copse of mature trees, and the small churchyard spreads out beneath the trees.
THere is a small sign pointing to the parish church from the main road, but if you don't know its there, you past it before you see it.
A track leads of the driveway to Denton Court, leading over a meadow towards the copse of tree and the church.
I parked on the drive and walked over, but people had driven through the gateway to the church before, but I walked.
We head home, back along the A2, but calling in at Jen's to do some admin. That done it was back home, all back by one, and ready for some more World Cup action from the sofa.
Lunch was pizza and beer, done in ten minutes and easy as anything, so the main task of the day was to fight my heavy eyelids that threatened to send me to sleep.
Argentina beat Mexico in a bad tempered game, then France beat Denmark 2-1, by which time it was nine and time for bed.
Phew.
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DENTON is within the ECCLESIASTICAL JURISDICTION of the diocese of Canterbury, and deanry of Eleham.
¶The church, which is dedicated to St. Mary Magdalen, consists of one isle and a chancel, having a square tower at the west end, in which there are three bells. This church, though small, is neat. In the chancel is a memorial for Sir Anthony Percival, obt. 1646, and dame Gertrude his wife, obt. 1647. On a brass plate fixed to the north wall, a memorial for John Boys, esq. late patron of this church, and attorney-general for the duchy of Lancaster, obt. 1543. Inscriptions on brass, for the Petitts, of Dandelion. A memorial on an antient stone, for James Brooker, of Madekin. A monument for Phineas Andrews, esq. of Denton, and patron of this church, obt. 1661, and for John Andrews, his eldest son and heir, of the Inner Temple, obt. 1667. A monument for Wortley Whorwood, son of Sir William, of Sturton castle, bart. lord of this manor, and patron of this church, who married Anne, daughter of Sir Edward Dering, bart. obt. 1703. In a window on the south side are the arms of Oxenden, impaling in several shields those of Twitham, Barton, Ratlinge, Yonge, Wenderton, and Broadnax. In the body, a memorial for John Dix, of Milton, obt. 1728. Against the north wall is a stone cross, fixed in the wall, with very antient letters, defaced and illegible. In the church-yard, adjoining to the garden of the mansionhouse, is a remarkable building, erected as a mausoleum by Thomas Whorwood, esq. for himself, who lies buried in it, and for his family. It has several whimsical figures on the top of it, and under an inscription for him, obt. 1745.
The advowson of this church has always been an appendage to the manor of Denton, and continues so at this time, Samuel Egerton Brydges, esq. being the present patron of it.
It is valued in the king's books at 5l. 19s. 4½d. and the yearly tenths at 11s. 11¼d. but it is now of the yearly certified value of 59l. 3s. 0¾d. In 1588 here were thirty-four communicants, and it was valued at fifty pounds. In 1640 the like number of communicants, and it was valued at eighty pounds. There are five acres of glebe land.
www.british-history.ac.uk/survey-kent/vol9/pp358-364
There can be little doubt that Denton Church is of Saxon foundation. An entry in the Doomsday Book states that “at Danetone (Denton) there is a Church”. At the time of the Doomsday Book, the Manor and Parish were in the possession of Odo, Bishop of Baieux, who was also Warden and Constable of Dover Castle. There are no visible remains today of this original Saxon Church.
The Church which is dedicated to St Mary Magdalene, is situated to the South of the village next to Denton Court and is reached via a footpath from the driveway to the Court.
The building is very small and has one aisle, a chancel and a small square tower at the west end. It is built of flint, chalk and mortar and the chancel is rendered without. The present Church is largely of 13th Century construction as evidenced by the simple form of the building itself – the chancel arch and the lancet windows have been renewed at a later date but the building remains typically characteristic of the small early English village of the period. The interior is plastered, with panelling against the North wall by the side of the pews there. There are two niches for a rood screen above the chancel step. The font is of stone on a single pedestal.
The chancel has three windows, one of which is very low. Most of the glass is modern, but there is an ancient piece of stained glass above the priest’s door. The glass is supposed to be part of a formed window and depicts the head of Christ.
The church has a porch on the north side and the seats of which are dedicated to the dead who fell in the 1914 – 1918 war.
There were originally three bells in the tower. The middle one became cracked and was unfortunately sold in 1870 and so spoiled the Mediaeval peel.
The church holds a fete every year at the Village Hall
Unloading a ship from overseas. Engaging in international trade.
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Owen Witteveen prepares to unload his engine Woody at the turntable while Peter Jones' loco sits in the foreground.
DVR 55th Birthday Day 1.
One of the best gigs I got on the I&O was running a work train. Unlike the road where you're on call, this job had a set schedule and daytime hours!
Here we are on the Adrian and Blissfield, unloading used ties after picking them up all day.
Image taken August 1998 and scanned from a negative.
Try this one fun thing to do in a public restroom: spread some peanut butter on a sheet of toilet paper and drop under the stall wall of your neighbor and say, "Oops, could you hand that back to me please?"
The equipment containers are unloaded from the transport train in the MIK112 facility building.
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Copyright 2012 EUMETSAT.
The support team unpack the IT equipment for installation in the Baikonour offices.
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Copyright 2012 EUMETSAT.
The T-shirt tells you that the guy on the truck was here during our National Jamboree in 2007 - Jiingijamboree.
Photo: Björn Wiklander / Scouterna
Kandahar, Afghanistan, 31 July 2005
Unloading a backhoe
Soldiers, serving with Operation Archer, unload a backhoe for use by the Provincial Reconstruction Team (PRT) from a cargo plane in Kandahar, Afghanistan.
Canada is extending its military presence with the deployment of a Canadian-led PRT to Kandahar, in southern Afghanistan to reinforce the authority of the Afghan Government in and around Kandahar and will assist in the stabilization of the region.
Approximately 1000 Canadian Forces personnel are deployed to Kabul and Kandahar as part of Joint Task Force Afghanistan (JTF-A). The JTF-A will continue to maintain a secure and stable environment in the Kabul area of operations in the period leading to and shortly following the National Afghanistan Parliamentary Election (NAE).
Canadian Forces Image Number IS2005-1224
By Sgt Roxanne Clowe with Canadian Forces Combat Camera
____________________________________Traduction
Kandahar (Afghanistan) le 31 juillet 2005
Déchargement d'une pelle rétrocaveuse,
Des soldats, affectés à l’opération Archer, déchargent une pelle rétrocaveuse d’un avion-cargo, à Kandahar, en Afghanistan, à l’intention de l’équipe provinciale de reconstruction (EPR).
Le Canada prolonge la présence de ses militaires à Kandahar, dans le sud de l’Afghanistan, en y déployant une EPR dirigée par des Canadiens afin de renforcer l’autorité du gouvernement afghan à Kandahar et dans ses environs et travaillera à la stabilisation de la situation dans la région.
Environ 1 000 membres du personnel des Forces canadiennes sont déployés à Kaboul et à Kandahar dans le cadre de la Force opérationnelle interarmées en Afghanistan (FOIA). La FOIA continuera d’assurer un environnement sûr et stable dans la zone d’opérations de Kaboul pendant la période menant aux élections parlementaires nationales en Afghanistan et peu après celles ci.
Image des Forces canadiennes numéro IS2005-1224
Par le Sgt Roxanne Clowe avec Caméra de combat des Forces canadiennes
Our Amtrak NRHS Special unloads at Madras, Oregon. The UP Bend Local (on the next track) departed on our arrival, only to derail a few miles north of Madras, blocking our return passage to The Dalles. Dave Stanley photo ©2025
After the station pilot had shunted the car carriers from the arriving overnight sleeper service the passengers get to drive off there classic cars !
Buffalo unloads gypsum at Waukegan along Sea Horse Drive. I think they were having some trouble unloading due to the gypsum looking very wet.
From the Ralph J. Vaccaro Collection (COLL/5245) at the Marine Corps Archives and Special Collections
OFFICIAL USMC PHOTOGRAPH
Watched by the ESA team, the cargo was offloaded by staff from the Centre Spatial Guyanais (CSG), from Thales Alenia Space and the Antonov crew.
Credits: ESA–M. Shafiq
The day almost ended in disaster before it had really begun. We booked the train tickets many months ago, but as time went on we found it was going to be difficult to hire a car and travel back home, so instead of traveling to the end of the line at Fort William, we would get off in Glasgow and get a taxi to the airport. We tried to change our official tickets, but couldn’t, so on getting on the train, we well th hostess, she makes notes and tell us that her successor would wake us up at half five with breakfast so we would be ready to get off the train at six.
It all seemed set, so we went to bed thinking it was all under control. And as the journey went on through the night, I felt for movement of the train wondering where in Britain we might be depending on whether I could feel movement or not.
I must have laid in bed for a while, wondering still where and when we were. I finally looked at the screen on my mobile to find it quarter to six! Eeek!
We had 15 minutes to get dressed and squeeze or cases close and be ready to get off. We rang for the assistant, who apologised, and it wasn’t her fault either. But we were running behind time, so we had half an hour before we got off.
The train crept through Glasgow and then headed out fo the city west alongside the river. At twenty past, we arrived at Dalmuir, heavy drizzle was falling, and as we got off the train, no taxi could be seen.
I called up the company, and they sent a cab to pick us up, arriving a few minutes later, loading our luggage inot the boot, then growling at us as to where we wanted to go, and apparently unimpressed thst we had come all the way from DOver to be here.
He took no time taking us through the housing estate, onto the motorway then across the bridge over the river, turning off and arriving at the airport.
From being in a panic an hour before, we were now on time, and once at the car hire office found it to open, some 15 minutes early. We are told that no signatures were required, the keys were ready to pick up from Omar in the office in the pound.
Omar gives me the key to an Audi A4, which is a great and quick car. We put in our bags, and find that the car was already pretty much full, and we had to pick up Tiny who had stayed on the train from Fort William.
Amazingly, we were on the road at seven, driving back to the river corssing then taking the road north. Always north from now.
We go into the centre of Dumbarton to look for a place to do some shopping. We find Morrison’s, and go inside, only to find the shop almost empty, at least with more staff than customers. Back home this would already be packed with people. We go round and buy what we think we would need for the three of us.
Back out onto the main road, we descend to the banks of Loch Lomond, taking the low road as it followed the contours of the Loch. We stop at a country park overlooking the loch, not a breath of wind stirred with water below, so we ate sausage rolls surround by a cloud of midges.
The road carried on, all around the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond before the road began to climb and climb, higher and higher until the trees ran out, and on both sides the vista opened out.
We stop at a greasy spoon for a coffee and Tunnock’s Caramel slice at a parking area overlooking the valley below as it began to climb again.
Up and down the road goes, and up again until we come to the top end of Glencoe, and in front of us the vista opens out with dark ominous clouds above and valley sides that had been carved by glaciers
At the far end of the valley, the road had reached sea level, and in a few more minutes we roll into Fort William, where Tony was waiting at the station, having arrived just a few minutes ahead of us.
From there the road branched out along a sea loch, alongside the railway which also was going to Mallaig. The sea loch opened out so we could see open ocean in the distance, we join other cars in parking up beside the coast so we could all take shots.
Sadly, parking at Glenfinnan was full, but we shall return at some point. Anyway, we only had half an hour to go before we arrived at Mallaig and the ferry terminal. Sadly, we had failed to book passage beforehand, and so had to buy a standby ticket, but we were told there would be no trouble getting on as we were the first in the reserve queue.
We had an hour to kill before the boarding began, so we go for a wander round the town. Mallaig exists for fishing anf being the starting point of the Skye ferry. The railway line also ends here, but the town itself probably has less than 1o thousand people, but it picturesque enough, set around the harbour, filled wit small fishing boats.
Jools and I have lunch in the Mission Cafe, while Tony goes for an hour walk being measured on Strava.
At one everyone goes back to their cars and boarding begins. Once all the booked cars and buses go on, we are allowed to follow onto the ferry.
We get out of the car and climb to the passenger decks above, until I get to the open dicks ready to witness the casting off.
By now the day was bright, so sunshine shone off the heather on the hills of the mainline and on the island. The crossing took just half an hour, the ferry reversed into the berth and we were allowed back to our cars ready to depart.
The cottage was just a four mile drive along the coast, turning up the hill and into the driveway. Here at last.
It is a fine modern bungalow with a large picture window overlooking the sound and the mainland beyond. We unload the car of our luggage and shopping, and fill up wardrobes and cupboards, finally able t put the kettle on for a well-deserved brew.
We had forgotten to bring coffee for Jools, so Tony and I go out in the car to find a shop. Over the other side of the island we find a Co-Op, it is well stocked and we find coffee, more Coke and beer for me.
We fly back over to the cottage, over the moor along a newly tarmaced road, traveling at a little over the limit, arriving back so I could make a coffee for Jools.
We sit in the living room, not watching TV, but the scene out of the large window, as the setting sun cast wonderful light on the sound and hills beyond. Dinner was a simple pasta dish with tomato sauce, into which I put some square sausage to added flavour. Local flavour.
And that was your day, arrived and settled in.
Amsterdam Schiphol is very well-known for being an efficient and well-run airport around the world. Before the passengers even left the plane, the luggage and cargo is already being unloaded.
A section of the 43rd Bomb Group unloads their cargo. Judging by the muddy conditions, this was probably taken at Leyte. (Leon D. Brown Jr. Collection)
CIMMYT staff unload a newly-arrived seed shipment. All seed arrivals are quarantined until samples have been passed by CIMMYT's Seed Health Laboratory.
Photo credit: CIMMYT.
For more information, this photo was part of a slideshow accompanying the story "The Journey of a Seed" in CIMMYT's August 2008 e-news, available online here:
Supplies the U.S. government, through the U.S. Agency for International Development, donated to India, are unloaded from a U.S. Department of Defense C-17 in New Delhi, India on April 30, 2021. (USAID photo by Nicholas Geboy)
Researchers Jonathan Mays and Pierson Hill unload the equipment used to set up two drift fence arrays at four sandhill habitat sites in northern Florida. This work is part of our status survey for upland snake species that have been petitioned for federal listing: Florida pine snake, southern hognose snake and eastern diamondback rattlesnake. Last year, we trapped over 6,500 amphibians (22 species) and reptiles (36 species) at our four sandhill sites. In the first month of the 2015 survey season, researchers have trapped 13 pine snakes (1 recapture), two diamondbacks, and one southern hognose snake. The team will continue trapping through June 2015, and will likely continue to the survey in September/October 2015. To report sightings of these rare upland snake species, visit our website.
Architect of the Capitol workers unload the U.S. Capitol Christmas Tree, a 55’ tall and 25’ wide Engelman Spruce. The 2020 U.S. Capitol Christmas Tree Truck arriving in front of the U.S. Capitol, made its way from the Grand Mesa, Uncompahgre and Gunnison (GMUG) National Forests in Colorado to Washington D.C. November 20, 2020. (Forest Service photo by Tanya Flores)
Inside the unloader area. The unloader deck is to the left of the platform. A car would be shoved into this area. Then, the unloader deck would rise vertically, and tip over to the left 120 degrees, causing the contents of the car to spill out onto the pan, then into a waiting barge. The platform I am standing on did not move, only the deck with the rails, to the left.
More photos here in the McMyler set.
Philip Minch
1905-1969
Steel Great Lakes bulk freighter
Built at Lorain OH by American Ship Building Co., Hull 335
Launched March 18, 1905
500’ LOA, 480’ LBP, 52’ beam, 30’ depth
1 deck, arch cargo hold construction, hatches @ 12’, coal-fired boilers, triple expansion engine, 1400 IHP
Enrolled at Cleveland OH May 1, 1905 #73)
480.0 x 52.0 x 30.0, 5865 GT, 4471 NT US 201928 to:
American Ship Building Co., Cleveland OH (home port to Cleveland OH)
Reenrolled at Cleveland OH May 12, 1905 (#76) to:
Kinsman Transit Co., Cleveland OH (home port to Fairport OH)
Home port to Wilmington DE 1932
Fleet renamed Kinsman Marine Transit Co. 1963
Sold 1969 to Sea-Land Service Inc. for trade in to U. S. Maritime Commision on vessels in the reserve fleet. Resold to Spanish shipbreakers. Arrived at Santander Spain Sept 27, 1969 with str. Harry W. Croft towed by Polish tug Jantar.
(Vessel Histories of Sterling Berry)