Tuesday, 20 November 2018
Postcard's fom the Past. Fir Tree Pond, Royal Tunbridge Wells, Kent.
Postcard's from the past.. Leicester's Hospital, Warwick.
Postcard's from the Past.. Dartmeet, Devon
Monday, 19 November 2018
Venice. 29 October 2018
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Taken at the Venice airport boat moorings waiting for my transfer to the city. |
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This was my first proper land based view of Venice, taken from the boat landing area near St Marks Square looking across the water to the church of San Giorgio Maggiore. |
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Looking down from my hotel room at San Marco Palace to the flooded courtyard below. |
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Flooding outside Doge's Palace at the entrance to St Mark's Square. The water got deeper than this crossing the square, reaching chest height on me before I successfully reached my hotel. |
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The hotel steps. |
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The Hotel Steps again, looking up towards the sky light. |
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Looking down towards the Alps Mountain range somewhere near the borders of Switzerland, Liechtenstein, Austria and Italy. |
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The rooftops of Venice viewed from my hotel room at San Marco Palace. |
Sunday, 18 November 2018
Vintage Railway Posters of the World.
Raphael Kirchner.. Pin Ups and Vintage Girls.
Saturday, 10 November 2018
Stairs, Hotel San Marco Palace, Venice.
Take off, High Up, and Landing Clips from a Flight from Manchester to Venice.
Sunday, 21 October 2018
Savile Park, Halifax.
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The Twin Towers of King Cross, to the right is Wainhouse Tower, and the clocktower to the left is part of the Crossley Heath School Building. |
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St Jude's Church can be seen in the background. |
Sunday, 14 October 2018
Puzzle Hall Inn, Sowerby Bridge (November 2013)
Saturday, 13 October 2018
A Spire of History: The Haunting Beauty of Halifax's Square Church
Halifax, a town steeped in industrial history, holds a silent sentinel against its skyline: the Square Church Spire. A lone finger pointing towards the heavens, it's a striking reminder of a grander structure, a story etched in stone and fire.
Imagine, if you will, the bustling Square in 1857. Amidst the clatter of horse-drawn carriages and the rhythmic hum of nearby mills, a new beacon of faith rose. The Square Congregational Church, opened on July 15th, a testament to Victorian ambition and religious fervor. This magnificent edifice stood proudly beside the iconic Piece Hall, a symbol of Halifax's prosperity. It replaced the older Georgian Square Chapel, which, in a charming twist of fate, became the church's Sunday school, a passing of the torch from one generation to the next.
For over a century, the Square Church echoed with hymns, sermons, and the quiet prayers of its congregation. It was a place of community, of solace, and of spiritual guidance. But time, as it inevitably does, brought change. The church's doors closed in 1970, marking the end of an era.
Then, tragedy struck. In January 1971, a devastating fire ripped through the main building, leaving behind a charred skeleton. The once proud structure was reduced to rubble, and in 1976, the final act of demolition was carried out. All that remained was the magnificent, Grade II listed spire, soaring 235 feet into the sky.
This solitary spire, a relic of a lost grandeur, now stands as a poignant reminder of what once was. It's a striking juxtaposition against the modern architecture of the Halifax Central Library, into which it is now incorporated. Standing at its base, you can almost hear the echoes of the past, the faint strains of an organ, the murmur of prayers.
The Square Church Spire is more than just a historical landmark; it's a symbol of resilience, a testament to the enduring power of memory. It's a place where the past and present collide, where the echoes of a bygone era mingle with the everyday sounds of a bustling town.
Next time you find yourself in Halifax, take a moment to gaze upon this architectural marvel. Let its silent story resonate with you, and remember the grand church that once stood beside it, a testament to the enduring spirit of Halifax. It's a reminder that even in the face of destruction, something beautiful and enduring can remain, reaching towards the sky like a whispered prayer.
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