Holgate Windmill: A Photoblog
Anyone who has read my Windmill Hunting post, or understands me to be a bit zany, will know that I am cuckoo about windmills. Imagine my delight, then, when I learn from an… Continue reading
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The Tees Transporter Bridge: The Blue Diamond of Ironopolis
Although I was brought up in North Yorkshire I had almost finished my less-than-sober stint at the University of Teesside before first venturing ‘over the border’. My Grandad had always warned me not… Continue reading
The Girl on the Bridge: Lendal Bridge, York
Thomas Page designed this bridge. He was a 19th century civil engineer with a penchant for Gothic architecture and in addition to designing the Lendal and Skeldergate bridges of York he also worked… Continue reading
Monotony and Monogamy: Half rhymes for a reason?
I have, on more than one occasion, been described by my friends as a serial monogamist. It has a lot to do with the fact that I’ve managed to spend the last ten… Continue reading
The Girl on the Bridge: Millennium Bridge, London
The Millennium Bridge in London is a striking representation of the barest bones of architecture: a steel skeletal suspension forging a connection not just between north and south London but between the progressive… Continue reading
Black Friday 100 years on: My stint as a Suffragette
Yesterday was my birthday and although I was spoilt rotten by those around me I spent a great portion of the evening doing the exact opposite of celebrating: commemorating. My birthday coincides with… Continue reading
My Notes on Berlin
As a city Berlin, particularly former East Berlin, is a slate wiped clean. It’s difficult to believe that beneath its smooth, reconstructed surface there is a rather raw and recent history of subjection,… Continue reading
Cranes and boats and trains: my day at the Docklands
I’m not sure what it is about the geometric lines of cranes, the billowing of chimney smoke or the hard hemming of iron fences but, at least as far as I’m concerned, there… Continue reading
(Subseviant and Simpering?) Sister Suffragette!
As a child I always remember feeling quite empowered when I watched Mary Poppins. I heartedly admired, and embarrassingly enough often mimicked, Mrs Banks prancing around the living room in Edwardian dress singing… Continue reading