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I found this in one of my usual haunts the other day.

It is extraordinary; full of archaic English text, some fascinating pictures, and advertisements that made me smile and wonder.

I'm looking forward to peppering my stream with a few shots from inside the book, alongside photograms of my own.

Glasgow Central Station goes out of its way to be inclusive and accessible.

At low tide I counted 17 trundlers lying on the river bank, as well as assorted bicycles, a wheelchair, and goodness knows what else.

An orrery is a mechanical device that demonstrates the relative positions of planets, and how their orbits work. The workmanship is as complex as it is breathtaking.

 

This one was by John Fulton, who left school at 13 to become a cobbler. His story is fascinating and inspiring. I encourage you to follow the wiki link below.

 

en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Fulton_(instrument_maker)

Sometimes you stumble across something outstanding and unexpected. Today it was this haddock and chips. It's nice to have someone else do the cooking for a change.

To drink it had to be dandelion and burdock. It goes well with fried food.

I'll treat myself to another trip next month, perhaps.

Chilled raspberry lemonade, garnished with mint, over ice.

Delicious. Consumed 😁

Near Blackfriars Bridge, London

The BT tower, originally the Post Office Tower was a state secret once. It was not allowed to be marked on maps.

There used to be a nice rotating restaurant near the top. I left my camera on the inner ledge at lunch and was aghast to find it missing at dessert. My nice waiter smiled and retrieved it quickly. I was clearly not the first idiot he'd dealt with!

Security concerns have closed the tower to visitors now.

A Saint George's cross has been daubed onto a memorial. The first I've noticed in the City of Sanctuary. I despise the way in which this symbol has been weaponized recently. Flags have always stirred deep feelings and baser emotions.

Growing wild in the

mythical Easter Jungle.

A little wild daisy in the shade. Early sample from the new Sony Xperia 1 V. REALLY enjoying this camera!

This day last year a friend from Hong Kong served me with this delicious mint tea.

 

Where the is, I hope he's doing well.

Detail from Decimus Burton's terrace at Fleetwood.

Blitz in place. No need to decant.

Cycling through a shady wood I came across a great bank of blue bells. The ground is damp and smelled of petrichor, as it should.

Bluebells are always so joyful I think.

My thermometer read 24 °c today. I haven't seen this arrangement of floats for months. At last.. 😁

#4 from my ongoing Madhatter's Teaparty series. Androidography, Samsung Galaxy S3.

At cooking class yesterday I learned how to cut a single chicken breast to feed four.

There's lardons, onion, garlic, chicken, and cheese in this dish.

 

I brought some home for tonight's tea.

Homemade lemon curd on seeded sourdough toast.

No - not grown in Lancashire, but blended here. 'Lancashire Tea' brews very well in our pure, soft, mineral-rich water. It naturally has a bright and delicate flavor with some fruity undertones.

 

I strongly believe that the tea that is blended closest to where you live will give the best and most consistent results.

 

All the teas used in this blend come from certified ethical and sustainable planters, and the tea bags (also available as loose tea) and packaging are all recyclable.

The company also contributes towards running the local air ambulance. What isn't to like?

 

Home made yogurt.

Some days it is good to eat simply.

Random markings on kerb-stones fascinate me. It's not easy to do, so why was it done? There has to be a reason. A bit like life, really.

Like the mountain, K2, when you look at the queue for Wimbledon tennis snaking down the street and covering Wimbledon Park, it must seem like an impossible dream to get to the end.

Introduced to England in 1724 for its pretty colors and shapes, quercus rubra is native to Canada and America.

 

Staiger was a German company that made scientific instruments and excellent barometers until 1985. I found this one in a charity shop (or 'chazzer', as the young people apparently call them) this week.

Living in the rainiest city in England (Glasgow is wetter, and the rainiest city in UK), I am obsessed with the weather, and if i need to carry an umbrella, jacket, hat, gum boots ... you get the picture.

So, I am delighted to have obtained this fine instrument. Thanks to the Internet, I have been able to check the barometer's calibration, which is spot on, as are the thermometer and hygrometer.

 

This is an aneroid ('no air') barometer, perfected by Vidi in the 19th century. It is also the mechanism of early altimeters. Before GPS, a pocket altimeter was really useful in mountainous regions, where you could use it to support your map and compass work to be sure of where you were situated. I found it invaluable in Norway, which is very corrugated in places!

I mourn the death of our beloved Pope Francis. First pope from outside Europe. First Jesuit pope.

A tenet of Jesuit teaching is care for the individual, and respect for every individual as a child of God.

May choirs of angels sing him to his rest.

With coconut milk added.

Sometimes called dusky cranesbill or mourning widow. Popular with carder bees.

Tall and elegant, and slightly showy. Lupins are always a lovely sight. This is not a patch on the enormous patches of lupins that can be seen around Lake Tekapo, but this will do for today.

Very little grows on jagged rock.

Be ground.

Be crumbled, so wild flowers will come up where you stand.

 

Rumi

 

Lancaster received a royal charter to permit a market in 1193. There's been a market ever since. A place to exchange goods, money, and ideas.

Pre-decimal pricing.

 

Encouraging, gentle marketing.

Too bad that internet and supermarket shopping killed off companies like this.

Some interesting titles listed here.

This is a pretty old window and the glass is most likely the original 18th century glass that was mouth-blown into a long cylinder, which was then flattened and cut into smaller pieces for subdivision into window panes. Hence, these interesting distortions.

I'm a terrible landscape photographer, but every now and then the scene just opens up for you and all you have to do is point your camera in the right direction.

Sooc from the Xiaomi 13 Ultra.

Out walking, I saw this lovely Speckled Wood enjoying the sunshine. A reminder to carry a camera as well as my phone!

There's a charity bake sale today so I made my tea loaf. it needs to cool for an hour before coming out of the tin.

Jean Genet's writing appeared on my radar at school. An intellectual outlier. Some would describe him as a wretch.

 

I hope this copy is still for sale.

I like tiles. I once knew a tiler who was a true artist. I watched him work for hours, amazed.

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