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Ann, a yellow Labrador Retriever is a Lions Foundation of Canada Dog Guide in the Hearing Assistance Program.
Sunday 15th March 1981.
Guide Bridge, Ashton Junction signal box seen from 1M32 as it approaches Manchester on the GCR Woodhead route from Sheffield.
Ektachrome frame 12. APR81 (round corner mount) adj 1
September 1, 1956. Alice Lon of ABC's "The Lawrence Welk Show." "WIS. EDITION" stamp most likely courtesy of the local magazine distributor.
August 13, 1994. Alexandra Paul, Pamela Anderson, David Hasselhoff, and Yasmine Bleeth of the syndicated "Baywatch."
Left to right - Driver Jimmy Taylor, Guard Howard 'One Yellow' Heyl, Jack 'The Ace' Henshaw, Secondman PK Williams, Guard Stan Taylor (Jimmy's Dad) and Guard Martin Pennington.
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Faro (Algarve - Portugal)
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From the 1974 TV Guide Fall Preview issue.
Television show based on the movies and starring Roddy McDowell.
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Driving towards Kerala, we were passing Bandipur forest. Just then I saw this streak of light and could not help reverse the car to capture this. I was lucky with a group of tourists stopped right in the path of the sunlight...
An exhibitor guides a visitor at the Pottery stall during the International Animation Day 2008 held at NCPA, Mumbai.
The guided bus approaching Fen Drayton Lakes on its first day of running - two years late and at least £70 million over budget. Every bus was packed and the timetable went out of the window but everybody seemed to have a great time.
I have been revisiting the blogs I wrote for the trip, adding detail, which I hope gives a fuller picture of the stuff we did.
Anyway, this was our first full day, on which we had our own private guide to show us round the city; the Imperial Garden, the Public Fish Market, the Commercial Area and Shibuya.
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With the red wine and and beer drunk on the rooftop bar, I slept long and deep, as did Jools, so it came as a shick to be woken at eight by Jen telling us it was time for breakfast. We have a quick shower each, the go to the restaurant at the top of the building for a choice of French toast and bacon or something Japanese. We chose French Toast as we did all three mornings, along with coffee and fruit.
Outside it was a glorious day, and felt like summer on the inside of the ceiling to floor plate glass windows. Phew, its gonna be a scorcher! And what better way to spend the day than with our very own private tour guide.
What better indeed.
We met Maki at nine, and after some introductions, it was decided to go to Tokyo Station to exchange our vouchers for rail passes, thus making the rest of the travelling on the holibob possible. It also allowed us to be shown how to use the Metro, swiping our cards and looking at the map to plan a route. Handily, all lines have letter prefixes, and each station is numbered, so we were staying near K19, and to find our way back, get to the K line and go to the end, and Bob's you Aunt's live in lover. As it were.
We walked to the subway station, passing the lines of people waiting to go into the Thunder Gate temple, and also the gangs of rickshaw drivers touting for business with their tight buns and all dressed in the same way.
I was in heaven, I have been dreaming of travelling on the Tokyo Subway, but I was doing it for real, and snapping. All.The.Time.
We had to change a few stops along the line to get onto an overground suburban line for the run into Tokyo station. I was happy enough looking at the people queuing nicely on each platform as I looked over the lines of platforms. On each platform were more vending machines, but as ever I made do with snapping the scene and the people, always interesting
We arrived at Tokyo Station, Man, it was already hot, but Maki pointed out the profusion of vending machines. Everywhere, and for 110 Yet you can buy a half litre of cool h2o.
She lead us through various parts of the station to the rail tour office, we all filled out a lengthy form, then we were given our pass which gave us unlimited train travel for two whole weeks. We take in the scene of the main concourse, and the high arched roof of the reception hall outside the tourist office. We all take shots of it.
That done and the fact the Imperial Gardens were nearby, that is where we walked to next, through a maze of modern glass skyscrapers, over half empty 6 lane roads, and to the entrance to the gardens. Once upon a time it was the residence of the Emperor, he still have a third of it or something, but the rest is a public garden, which is littered with historic buildings, defensive walls and the remains of castles and storehouses and the like.
We walk along the main road before taking the path to the main entrance, between two ornamental lakes which reflected the walls and the modern city behind. We pay to go in for us and our guide, then entrance we walk through massive wooden gates, about 18 inches thick and made form the hardest wood I have seen.
All along the path, as it climbed, and forming the base of buildings, were walls made of massive stones, interlocked together like a giant 3D jigsaw, but built using no mortar, and some of the stones must have weighed tons, and carved into irregular shapes, so tight did they fit together that no vegetation grew from between them.
Did I mention it was hot? It was hot.
But the gardens were sensational, and gave us an understanding of the different prefectures in Japan, as all were represented. Also there was green tea plants and bamboo. And on the wing I saw three different species of swallowtail butterfly, but I had left my macro in the hotel, so made do with watching them flit about.
The path wanders through the gardens, view open up, across flower beds or lakes, but it doesn't seem crowded at all. It was coming to the end of the wisteria season, and hanging from the roofs of some of the shelters were long strands of the colourful plant. Little did we know that we would see wild wisteria trees in about ten days high up in the hills.
We go further into the gardens, in time coing to a wide flat park-like area. People are having picnics already, but Maki leas us on, past the music hall, all colourfully decorated to an elevated platofrm, once again made of the same stones described before, which once was the base for the large imperial castle, all of that is long gone. But from the top, once I had huffed and puffed up the steep slop, was the roof of the Budokan music hall, once THE venue to record a live album, like Cheap Trick and MSG.
We had seen enough, probably, but we were just so hot already, and jet lagged, so we trailed behind Maki as she lead us back to the main entrance out of the Imperial Gardens.
We take a time out to have some water from a vending area before completing the tour round the gardens, before walking to Tokyo Station again, but this time getting a bus to the commercial area for a walk round the public fish market.
It was hotter.
We climb on an air conditioned bus and wait for it to depart, but it seems cool enough, of maybe we're just getting used to the heat already. We leave and are treated with views of the commercial heart of the city, or one of the commercial hearts anyway. It all looks wonderfully exotic. A couple behind me asks if we were passengers off a cruise ship that they had seen dock earlier; he was an American now living here with his Japanese partner. I say that we had just flown in, and were on this guided tour, and there were really interested about the things we were doing. He said he really liked living in Tokyo, and I'm sure its a place that never fails to amaze.
It seems all tourists in Tokyo, and a good proportion of its residents also had the same idea, as it was like Venice on a very busy day.
And it was hot.
We start off walking over the main road, then down some of the merchants proper, where through open doors we can see fish being prepared; people ran about, trucks were reversing and the number of people increased.
The sights and smells were fabulous, but the lanes were narrow and choked with people, all walking at different paces, some eating, some drinking and some walking with their family. We were trying to keep pace with Maki. Obviously most stalls and shops sold seafood of some kind, but there were fruit and vegetable stalls too. We were tempted to buy something, but it was hard to know where to start, and we puzzled over many of the items on sale, each with just signs in Japanese, of course. Most of the dried seaweed looked the same, but must be different in taste if nothing else.
I take a few shots, mainly of the crowds to be honest, it is just wonderful, but the crowds and the heat mean it isn't really enjoyable, but looking back on it now, I can say I loved it. Maki turned to head down another narrow alley, and I say out loud, "oh no, not another one" as it was all becoming too much. We were hot, and the others hungry.
After an hour of walking and looking, and it being half one, it was decided that it was lunchtime. Over the main road bordering the market was a swish sushi place, who had tables at the counter, so we could watch our food being prepared. Only I wasn't hungry, so made do with some rice and simple sushi whilst Jools and Jen had a set meal. I drank some ice cool beer.
I had another. I had a salad, which I struggled to eat with chop sticks, so the chef who had been appointed to serve us provided me with a fork.
We walked back outside, and down the busy street, me catching glimpses into the gambling halls and shops that abounded. I took shots all the time of course.
After that we walked through the commercial area to the Tokyo version of Harrods to look at their food halls. None of us are big shoppers really, and we did it as Maki made it sound like a great thing, and some of the displays were wonderful for sure. The displays even outshone anyhing that Harrods had last time I went; the food looked perfect and freshly baked food from all over the world was available, including from Britain. Once again we bought nothing, not know which queue was for which counter. Even the bentos looked like art, and local people seemed to be buying stacks.
Finally she took us to the trendy area, really, so we ccould look round the best souvenir shop in the city. We were not sure when or if we would see souvenir shops, so we did buy a few things for friends, family and ourselves. Jen bought a dressing gown kind of things, and I bought a wall hanging and some small trinkets for friends. We then said to Maki that we had enough confidence to use the metro, and as we were by Shibuya, where I wanted to snap in the evening, we would bid her farewell one hour early, and we would look for a coffee shop.
After looking in a couple, we found a place in a rooftop place, in the shade, but it was still warm, so we order ice coffee and take the weight off our feet, which after a day's travelling, maybe a seven hour forced march round Tokyo in 30 degree heat wasn't the best thing. But we had survived, but our legs and feet we making some complaints. People were coming and going all the time, all were smiling, and enjoying the very warm sunshine. Teens looked perfect in their smart clothes and make up, whilst couples had neatly wrapped packets and parcels in chic bags. And there was us, sweating like the Brits out of water we were, but no one cast us a second glance.
A couple came up looking for a table, and we offer them ours, and they are so thankful, and we all bow to each other and smile.
We took a Metro to Shibuya, and then went looking for the famous crossing, but we were an hour early, so maybe we should find something to eat. There was flashing neon lights everywhere, and it was all a bit confusing to be honest. Then Jen says there's a place to eat on the top floor of the mega camera store near us. I have no idea how she spooted that, maybe I was sidetracked by all the flashing lights and the wonderful things and people to photograph.
So we take the lift to the top floor, and are shown to a booth overlooking the street below, and shown how to use the tablet to order food and drinks. Some of it was even in English, which was nice. We order some nibbles and drinks, and pressed send. Twenty minutes later the food arrived, but no drinks, we called the waiter and sent him to fetch beers.
The food was things like chicken on sticks, and sausage; the only place we saw a sausage the whole trip.
And all was good, in fact we mellowed out and enjoyed looking out as the light faded and the neon shone brighter.
We went downstairs and I went looking for the crossing, a six-way pedestrian crossing that is iconic, I took a place looking towards the brightest lights and snapped away.
We walk to another intersection and I try to make sense of it all, all the while taking shots, of course. I look down one of the road, under a railway bridge, and I think that might be the busy intersection I was hoping to snap.
It was, and with traffic zooming across at high speed, then every 5 minutes all traffic is stopped, and all pedestrian crossings switch to green and then there are hundreds, if not thousands making their way across the roads. Tow of the crossings even went diagonally across the crossing, the mixing in the middle.
It was a scene you can only imagine, I switched to the wide angle and slowed the shutter speed down and snapped some more. There was still some light in the sky, so the shots were pretty darn perfect, even I says so myself.
Happy with my shots, and the fact our legs and feet were screaming, we made our way back to the Metro then back to the hotel and back to the rooftop bar. The shops outside the Thunder Gate were rammed with people, and we had to really force our way through, but in a nice way.
It was a heck of a day, and we had achieved so much. And found our way back with no trouble either.
We played cards on the roof, with the Sky Tree shining a mile away, looking wonderful, and so we decided that we would go there the next evening. It was a much warmer evening, so we could sit under the starless sky whilst we played Meld. That and drank beer, wine and Gin, but not from the same glass, obvs.
Cheers
Can’t decide what shoes or boots to wear? Part of a series of 9 images, the “Guide to Footwear” illustrates recommended footwear based on type of animal skin rug used and/or where the feet will be.
Did you know bare feet can actually ruin an animal skin rug faster than shoes and boots?!?! While shoes or boots should be worn on fur rugs to keep them lasting longer, they must also be taken off when resting feet on the furniture as the bottoms are dirty. Also, AVOID wearing socks on animal skins as they can pick up germs and dirt from shoes and boots and spread them around, and NEVER touch the bottom of boots and shoes.
This series will conclude with a poster (a very large image) containing all the previous images in one, along with a explanation of all the symbols.
On the morning of our second day in Rome, Mike and I had a guided tour of the Vatican Museums. After our visit to Raphael's Rooms, our guide led us to the Sistine Chapel, passing part of the Vatican's Collection of Modern Religious Art along the way. I paused to take a few quick photos, including this work -- ''Cattedrale con Venditrice di Frutta'' (''Cathedral With Fruit Seller'') by Franco Gentilini. (Pardon the reflection of the ceiling lights off the glass.)
Following is a brief overview of the work culled from its placard and information found online:
Cattedrale con Venditrice di Frutta
Franco Gentilini
(Faenza 1909 – Rome 1981)
1962–1966
Oil and sand on canvas; 200 x 150 cm
Vatican City, Musei Vaticani, Collezione d’Arte Contemporanea
Gentilini's art reflects the context of Italian culture between World War II and the postwar period. The artist's technique is characterized by a combination of drawing and painting mixed with sand, and his themes include cathedrals, baptisteries, jugglers, street musicians, landscapes with irregular perspectives, women characterized by boots with sprocket heels, bicycles, trucks, cats, and lions. Gentilini's paintings convey a joie de vivre, even though they portray a world shattered by war. His works are kept in the most important Italian and international museums, including the National Gallery of Modern Art, the Uffizi, and the Vatican Museums.
Lone Guide with Dog
Date: circa 1960
Photographer: RGB Batten
Archives: Girl Guides of Canada -Guides du Canada
It's amazing how much information one can get on a two hour walking tour ! Naturally, it depends a lot on the guide, and ours was most knowledgeable and very friendly.
This was our tour guide up to White Pass Mountain. Her name is Sunday. Yes, her name really is "Sunday". Interesting bit of history on her: born in California; grew up in Texas; and now works in Alaska. She knew a lot about the surrounding areas and history of Skagway.
Bit of a 'blurry' one this! Probably taken in between a game of cards whilst on a 'spare turn' in my capacity as a Guide Bridge freight guard! A lot of us spent a lot of time staring out of this window pondering the universe and watching the steady stream of enthusiasts walking along the platform!
Snowmobile tour guide and group at West Gate;
Ralph Anderson;
December 30, 2015;
Catalog #20454d;
Original #PC300021
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Stafford, a post World War II residential suburb, is eight km north of central Brisbane. Its southern border is Kedron Brook and the north is bordered by Stafford Heights, along a line running either way from Stafford Heights primary school.
Originally known as Happy Valley, the district was noted for agistment, dairying, noxious trades and extractive industries with Chinese market gardens beginning in 1857. Access between Brisbane and Happy Valley improved in 1870 when the Blackall bridge was built on Webster Road to cross Kedron Brook. Proximity to the brook led to tanneries, a wool scour, dairies and a fellmongery (for processing sheep skins, whereby flesh particles were removed by maggots). A quarry and brickworks were also operative by the 1880s, and it is supposed that the association of Stafford, UK with clay products may have inspired the change of name of the district. In any event, in 1886 when the post office and a school in Collier Street were opened, they were named Stafford, and Happy Valley Road was named Stafford Road.
Stafford was decidedly rural and industrial, a convenient agistment area for livestock destined for the Newmarket saleyards (1877-1931), driven down Enoggera or Grange Roads. By 1896 there was a local deputation about the pollution of Kedron Brook.
In 1925 there was further rural employment with the opening of a Council quarry, and the population of a few hundred attracted the attention of the Church of England in Lutwyche which moved two Army huts to a site named St Clements on the Hill in Eudunda Street. Around the primary school is the area which constituted Stafford's civic precinct, with a Methodist church also near the school.
Further west is Sparkes Hill, which was chosen as a site for a service reservoir in 1939, ultimately having four reservoirs by 1981. In 1940 a branch tramline from Lutwyche Road was opened to a terminus in Stafford Road near Clifford Street. Just after the war the Queensland Housing Commission built a housing estate near the terminus around Lutana and Buddina Streets, with a park at its centre. Any hoped-for garden city did not eventuate, with austerity-standard houses and an unkempt park, but in 1965 the park was improved and named after the local hero Keith Payne, one of four Australian winners of the Victoria Cross in Vietnam.
In 1948-49 a substantial three-storey brick State-primary school was built on a new site in Stafford Road. Designed by the Public Works Department in a somewhat severe interwar design, ageing and tree-planting have softened its looks. It is listed on the Queensland heritage register.
A shopping centre rapidly grew around the tram terminus during the early 1950s, with a baker, a butcher, shoe repairer, fuel merchant, newsagent and several mixed businesses. A large picture theatre, the Topic, was opened in 1957. The theatre lasted only a few years with the infatuation with newly-arrived television, and was converted to a Barry and Roberts self-service grocery store in the 1960s.
The Catholic Church built the Queen of Apostles church in Appleby Road (1957) along with a convent school a few years later. It was replaced with a larger, contemporary building in 1987, responding to a local Catholic population that made Stafford the largest parish communion in Queensland. The St Clements army huts had been replaced in 1979, also with a building of contemporary design.
Stafford's population grew rapidly from 832 in 1947 to over 20,000 in 1971 (including Stafford Heights and Everton Park). Such a population catchment proved irresistible to shopping centre developers, and in 1984 Gibson's tannery site in Stafford Road became the Stafford City drive-in shopping centre. It has 19,000 sq metres of space, with a discount department store and 60 other shops.
Gibsons was the last of a long series of industries displaced by housing. Most went in the 1960s, including the Brisbane City Council's quarry (1925-63) in Broughton Street in neighbouring Kedron. By then housing had spread northwards into the new suburb of Stafford Heights.
Kedron Brook enters the flood plain at the Brisbane Airport, where water flow stagnated rather than scoured. Pollution of the stream was a continuing problem, although flood-plain works have improved the discharge. In 1988 a bikeway was opened, from Sparkes Hill in the west and Hickey Park at the other end.
Stafford history: Queensland Places – Stafford
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Guided by Voices @ 9:30 Club, Washington, DC, on Thursday, July 7, 2016.
Summer 2016 tour setlist:
Hotel X (Big Soap)
Arrows and Balloons (Robert Pollard song)
Echos Myron
Jargon of Clones (Ricked Wicky cover)
Cut-Out Witch
The Quickers Arrive
The Hand That Holds You (Robert Pollard song)
Mobility (Ricked Wicky cover)
Tractor Rape Chain
Planet Score
Come On Mr. Christian
Make Use (Robert Pollard song)
Blimps Go 90
Come On Baby Grace (Boston Spaceships cover)
Imaginary Queen Anne (Robert Pollard song)
Do Something Real (Robert Pollard song)
My Zodiac Companion
Back to the Lake
Piss Face (Ricked Wicky cover)
Miles Under the Skin (Robert Pollard song)
Tabby & Lucy (Boston Spaceships cover)
Eye Shop Heaven
Game of Pricks
Map and Key (Ricked Wicky cover)
Authoritarian Zoo
Kid on a Ladder
Question Girl All Right (Boston Spaceships cover)
Promo Brunette (Robert Pollard song)
The Brides Have Hit Glass
Glittering Parliaments
My Daughter Yes She Knows (Robert Pollard song)
A Number I Can Trust (Ricked Wicky cover)
Poor Substitute (Ricked Wicky cover)
Fair Touching
What Are All Those Paint Men Digging? (Ricked Wicky cover)
I Can Illustrate (Robert Pollard song)
Not Behind the Fighter Jet
Love Is Stronger Than Witchcraft (Robert Pollard song)
The Goldheart Mountaintop Queen Directory
Please Be Honest
I Am a Scientist
Glad Girls
Of Course You Are (Robert Pollard song)
Encore:
A Salty Salute
Shocker in Gloomtown
Smothered in Hugs
Encore 2:
Don't Stop Now
Motor Away
Baba O'Riley (The Who cover)