California Creeper

And fades into the past

Remember these sheds on Bramshill Rise?

I remarked how delighted I was to see them, and how beautiful I thought them.



Now they are being dismantled. The council have paid a vast sum for ‘professional dismantlers’ (three blokes and a transit van) who are very sensibly wearing coveralls and masks to remove the asbestos, but stand to make a tidy profit on the steel structures beneath.

You should have seen how cross the chap on the roof (obviously the gaffer) became when I took the photograph. You can’t tell who they are, and their van was unmarked, but it’s a good indication they were up to no good.

Bless ‘em.

Greenhouse and Shed

Narcissi in pots
crocus, pansy and tulip.
Shed door becomes jammed.

Scarborough - Beach Huts

A delight for the eyes -
gaily painted beach huts
cheer January skies.

Bits and pieces

On my way out with the dogs every morning I do the recycling -- tins into the blue box; vegetable waste to the compost etc, but the dogs, eager to go, would pull. My solution was to fix on a post hinge that I can pop their lead over while I sort the rubbish.


The usual photo. I think the last time I posted this the hawthorns in the foreground were still in leaf.


After the rain, the sun.

The shed at 84,
completed at last.
It took about 10 hours with 5,3,3,3 people over four days.
That's about 40 woman-hours.
Apparently it would have cost £50 for someone else to erect it.

Brick Outhouses, cats and dogs

These are the back alleys on the way to the park. Some lovely autumn foliage.

and what appears to be a birthday. I love these sheds built against the outer edge of the property. All the houses along here (all ex-council) had them.

I couldn't resist a photo of these two cats sunning themselves on top of the dustbins. They were a tad wary of my three dog, though.

The front of this house looked like an architectural scrapyard. I was tempted to see how much they wanted for those corrugated iron arches.

Real brick outhouses! Just like my grandparents had.

If someone said "he was built like a brick sh*thouse" this is what they meant. That's an old garage with metal concerting doors on the left, too.

See that gap in the wall?
Jack went after a squirrel in there. The trouble was, he was still attached to Trickster,
who was left dangling by the neck from the wall until I rescued her.

Back Way to Morissons

Ha! Sheds :)

Have posted these before?

Perhaps I have, but click on the picture and you'll see that the gree-door shed (garage?) has three tyres on the roof.

Why?

Odd symbols on walls
Cthulu rises?
Something's fishy.

A lovely echo here between the
puple of the flower and the blue iron palings.

Trickster,
doing what she does best.

A bit of fencing
I've not photographed this bit before,

DK's Birthday

Here's THIS house again.

The graffiti has gone, as has the skip and rubbish. It looks as though it will be on the market shortly.

It's DK's birthday today and we went out for a lunchtime meal (Miranda and Gina split the bill - thank you ladies). We went to the Red Lion and the food had changed with the management - we went expecting two-meals-for one on steak and chips and ended up with expensive gourmet food.

Here's one of the fireplaces. There were a lot of signed etchings - a couple of which I would have liked a print of myself.

And there was a shed, too!
Oh happy day!

Shops and Sheds

This is just around the corner from us - I'm not entirely certain if its the one we use, because I think I'd distrust the 100% beef claims.

The cemetery field has been mowed since the last time I walked the dogs here.

Crop circle, anyone?

This isn't a stick of wood but a 2" strip of missing bark. One has to wonder why.

This seems to be a disused council yard at the back of the cemetery. I've never seen any vehicles in it. A waste of shed if you ask me!

Not as good as Gina's!

Rosehips.

End of a Shed

Since I missed her out yesterday, here's a picture od Trickster running. I have to say that she doesn't look terribly elegant but she's having a good time.

We did the usual walk to the field, around it and then back through the cemetery, with a slight detour at the end to get a four-pint jug of semi-skimmed from the shop. The dogs cry when I tie them up.

I think this is the first grave I've come across with the name 'Ada' - one of the secondary characters in the Harold and Jasfoup novels. Here she's surrounded by wild roses which would suit her well. In the books she's the secret lover of Lucifer and mother to Harold, though she's also half fae.

This is an interesting shed on the allotments next to the cemetery. I thought our shed in the garden was falling over but it has nothing on this one. Of course, this one wouldn't do any damage whereas ours is the size of a garage and would end up next door. I really must get some more roofing felt.

Did I ever post about the two fantastic sheds at the back of the nearby shops? Perhaps I didn't but I can't now. This was them on the 18th of June and this is them today - just a pile of planks and corrugated iron.

Greenery Snickets

A hidden pathway
followed with the dogs on leads
Does it go our way?

Delightful result!
Sheds I haven't seen before,
beautiful decay

Urban closures in
the public's best interests?
I'd love to live here.

Private fishing lake
with public access - Last time
I brought Holly-dog.

Dogs love hidden fields
and I let them run freely
for a little while.
A multitude of thistles
fill the air with fairies

ooh! I'm not here today!

Sky Fishes
jump into clouds to spawn
Sculpture at Morrison's.

View from the shed roof
About time I tidied this up
My greenhouse looks good.

Only stalks remain: a testament to optimism versus slug love of basil.

I am in Newcastle Upon Tyne for the day. How jolly spiffing!

Skies and sheds

Beautiful skies today.
Heavy and pendulous, though it cheered up a bit later.

Iron paling fence with a side-serving of shed -
at the allotments next to the cemetery.

The allotment path.

What's that? Another shed?



It's a shed made from an old railway goods van!

The Cemetery gates