A walk to the station #4
Bin Day. Ah, you lucky people. A post about bins. Read the rest of this entry »
Bin Day. Ah, you lucky people. A post about bins. Read the rest of this entry »
I imagine when all of these houses were built, most of them in the 1930s, there was a pleasing uniformity to the place. These roads didn’t grow organically, this was a planned development, an estate, I guess. Although you can spot some nods from the architects to creating difference and interest. Some roofs peak at the front, others do not. Some houses have two bedrooms, others three, some maybe more. The style of housing changes from one road to another, but in a complimentary way. Every building working towards a bigger piece. Read the rest of this entry »
So, another beautiful sunrise this morning, even more dramatic than Friday’s sunrise. Oranges and reds and billowing clouds and it is a little like the sky is on fire. A stunning contrast between the eternal majesty of the sky and the everyday mundanity of the street below, or some such statement. Read the rest of this entry »
To mark and celebrate the return of the excellent Beer and Pavement blog I thought it was particularly apt and obvious to choose a Pavement song. So I have, and Father To A Sister Of Thought is probably my favourite Pavement song, and as Pavement are one of my favourite bands, I guess it follows that Father To A Sister Of Thought is one of my favourite songs. Read the rest of this entry »