What a great idea, instead of a stuffy old visitors book! I’ve christened it The Comments Tree, but I don’t know if it has an official title [in fact, I have only visited Preston once, so I don’t even know if it is still there]. Just in case you can’t see clearly, the visitors write their comment on a leaf and then attach it to the branches of the tree by means of circular clips.
The Comments Tree seems to have a very Autumnal feel to it, don’t you think? Lots of reds and yellows.
As far as I can recall, The Harris Museum and Gallery is well worth a visit, so why not drop by and leave them a comment on their beautiful Comments Tree.
What is going on here then? Presumably this photograph was taken in order to show the detailing on the back of the dress. Is it particularly remarkable? I thought it had a rather theatrical look about it.
I have only found two references to Margate based photographers called Edward Cox (note the name embossed into the bottom right hand corner of the photograph). The “Footlight Notes” blog features a photograph of the Chase Me theatrical review, taken by a Edward Cox. The theatrical company are shown outside their boarding house in Margate in 1914.
The other reference was on the Margate Roll of Honour, published by the Margate Civic Society. A Aircraftman 2nd Class, Eric Edgar Cox, RAF was called up for military service during the Second World War and died after ten days service having suffered from ill health for some time. He is listed as a partner in a photographic studio on Sweyn Road, founded by his father, Edward Cox. It also mentions that Edward Cox was the official photographer for the Dardanelles Commission, founded in 1916 to investigate the failure of the Gallipoli Campaign during the First World War.
What a welcoming sight to anyone who has just stepped off a train. I seem to remember that trains going on to Scarborough arrive on the outer platform, so I didn’t immediately step off the train into a bed of flowers, but it was close. I imagine that if I had boarded a train from Hull that terminated in Bridlington, this would have been the sight that greeted me as I stepped off the train and turned towards the exit. I walked all the way out Flamborough Head that day and I can safely say that this was the most colourful thing I laid eyes on.
I don’t visit this section of the seafront very often, so this lovely flower arrangement came as something of a surprise! The flower arrangement forms part of the terminus for the Cleethorpes land train, which is driven down from The Pier, along the Central Promenade and around the short semicircular section of seawall that stop Cleethorpes Leisure Centre’s car park falling into the Humber Estuary.
I have a feeling that this bed shop on New Briggate in Leeds has long since closed, in fact I think it might have ceased trading already when I photographed this rather striking window graphic.
I can’t say I’ve seen another shop window like it.
At one point, if I remember rightly, Lincoln Cathedral was the tallest building in Europe, so this mist must have been quite something to obscure my view of it! I am not sure if this exact spot has a name all of it’s own, but it marks the junction of The Strait (in the foreground, heading up from the High Street), The Steep Hill (in the background, heading up to Bailgate and Castle Hill) and Danes Terrace (leading off to the right). The cobbles go all the way up.