Chrome and Porcelain

Nothing like shiny new Virgin, un-touched, un-used, Chrome Taps…

Taps eye view of Click – Clack waste fitting…

Click – Clack waste view of Tap spout…

This is to be, the start of my Chrome and Porcelain project, more will come…

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Clad Whale?

Is it a Whale or a Transport museum…

It was such a grey day, the flash kicked in.  Views of the Clyde and buildings in the window reflection, heading towards the City…

Wood Slick

This is by far my earliest and largest photographic project.  Most times, its better to show one or two pictures.  I am taking a chance and showing 20 pictures.  The photographs really tell the story and I hope they hold your interest.  I managed to capture these pictures early one morning going along the coast road to work.

The Cargo Ship,  “The Ice Prince” carrying Timber, ran into trouble in rough sea’s near Portland Bill, England in January 2008.  The crew where all rescued by helicopter and lifeboat, before she sank.   Timber, 33ft long planks where washed off the Ship causing a Wood Slick running from West (Portland Bill) to East (Beachy Head and beyond) of the English Channel.  “This is what I saw that morning”.

These shots taken, were on a beach stretch in Worthing a few odd miles West of Brighton & Hove, England.  2000 tonnes, washed up along the coast causing hazards on the beaches and to the shipping lanes.  Anybody lifting timber away were threatened with arrest…

Lets make Tracks

I like heavy plant, this was begging to be snapped…

Machine used for Groyne repairs and maintenance, Hove seafront, England.

France and Europe on the other side of the water.

 

 

We are the Mod’s

Brighton.  Famous for being a seaside resort, two pier’s, the Graham Greene novel “Brighton Rock”, Fish & chip’s, sticks of rock.  Mods and Rocker’s (Quadrophenia) and much more!

View of The Brighton Pier, formerly ” The Palace Pier”, through the bikes…

Waiting to get into Brightona, the Motor Bike and Scooter Rally.

Vintage Lambretta’s and Vespa’s together looking fine…

More lights and chrome…

Hope you enjoyed the Scooter’s, “I love them”.  These vintage models make my modern Scooter look like a toy.  My neighbour in the 60’s when I was a small lad, had a Lambretta and he used to take me up and down the road on the back.  No helmets then!

Next time, I will throw a few Motor Bikes into the mix…

Pier & Hut’s

It’s a dreary sort of day in Hove, so time to add a few more pic’s.

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Side swipe of Brighton Pier.  I prefered it when it was the Palace Pier.

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Hove esplanade heading east towards Brighton.  Beach huts with City Council offices in back ground on Grand Avenue.

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The Huts after the Storm.

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Early morning stroll with the dog…

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Hove’s Hut’s…

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Early start preparing for the Sunny day ahead…

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End of the esplanade, this is where the Beach Huts finish… Hope you enjoyed my eye’s view.

The Cemetary

I took a little stroll with the “Jack” this afternoon, to Hove cemetery North side, to pay my respects to a very dear friend.  I went loaded with the camera for a reason “Not a morbid one”.  Brighton and Hove cemetery’s carry bag’s of history and my interest lay’s with a certain man.  I read a little bit about this man and where he was buried, that’s all I had to go on.  As you are all aware burial grounds are huge, so it took me many attempts to find the plot.

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The flint Chapel on the South side heading east, Hove cemetery.

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A couple of visitors enjoying the view’s of Hove from the Chapel.  The tower takes on a face like appearance, what do you think!

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One of the Classical monuments in the cemetery.

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This was the Grave that I was looking for.  Martin Leonard Landfried.

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What was you doing at 15 yrs of age!  I don’t know where he was born ,but he was buried in Hove.  When Martin Leonard Landfried was just a lad, he sounded The Charge!  The Charge of the Light Brigade at Balaclava.  You couldn’t imaging what was going on in his head or what he saw that day…

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This lad made it through the battle at Balaclava and survived to serve, in the Indian Mutiny and retired as a Trumpet Major.  Tennyson wrote, “into the valley of Death rode the six hundred“.  A lovely piece of history on my doorstep.  “God bless him”.

I shall add more to this blogg sometime.