It isn't even November yet and already there is lots of Christmas advertising on Oxford Street!
Bah! Merry fucking Christmas, soulless consumers, one and all!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
OK, so above you have The Grange as seen from the cliff tops in Ramsgate. It's the building with the flag on. I managed to forget to take an external shot from within the grounds, but you get the idea...
You enter through this structure which leads you up to the porch.
Once inside you arrive in a double-height hall which unfortunately I don't have any decent photos of (my camera's lens just isn't 'wide-angle' enough to do it justice!). The main rooms of the house all lead off this hallway. Below you are looking from the Drawing Room into the Library,
And here looking back from the library towards the Drawing Room.
The above is a rather poor shot of about half of the Drawing Room, below is David setting the fire there on our first night and below that is Ping, later on that same night, taking his ease.
Here's the dining room; the table would comfortably seat ten.
Pugin was a devout Catholic, so if you are of a religious bent, there is a private chapel for you...
...not to mention you have a crucifix over the bed in Pugin's room and (not visible) a statue of the Virgin Mary!
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Setting off from Grasmere.
Brett by one of the wateralls on the trail.
"The Group Shot"
From Left to Right: Jane, Me, Brett, Brian, Mum, Frank, Rob, Helen, Margaret, Cath, Tom.
Over lunch we watched a young seagull being taught how to swoop down on the tarn and try to catch fish.
"What do you mean, 'get out of the way'?"
Margaret muscles in on me, Brett and the parents.
The 'A' Group set off for higher things...
...while the alsorans set off for a picturesque stroll home.
It started out with me photographing the view and then my mother wanted to photograph me and then Brett got in on the act. So here I am, trying hard to look rugged while they fumbled with the zoom...
I think my father is auditioning to join the Swiss Guard...