The Sunday Ramble: referendum
I have some new readers today, so I thought I would remind everybody that I live in the heart of England, here in the Black Country. I have some readers overseas and so I should explain that the United Kingdom consists of 4 parts. (more…)
The Sunday Ramble: Black Country aye it.
It’s only a week to go now to our carnivals. If you want somewhere to go today, the Oak House in West Bromwich has a ‘do’ on. I have other plans. I will be taking photos this afternoon, but I have to take it easy. I have bad leg… (more…)
The Sunday Ramble: Getting a taste for Banks’s
If you read yesterday’s post, you’ll know that I had a half of Banks’s mild in The Vine on Friday. Well I’ve gorra terst for it nar, as they say in Darlo. So last night I had my shower and lay in bed watching the Eurovision with a bag of crisps and a bottle of Banks’s. (more…)
Christmas Photography and editing
I didn’t have many new pictures last week, but this week I have lots! I went to photograph the switch on of the Christmas lights on Friday and got lots of photos. It took me 24 hours to thaw out afterwards though.
The Public closes down
Today’s picture is of the Art gallery and museum in Wednesbury. It’s ornate and Victorian, but it’s not very iconic is it? The Public in West Bromwich is iconic, a big box with pink bubble shaped windows. It must be iconic. I suppose the new college with it’s wave shaped roof is iconic too. Is the civic centre in Oldbury iconic? I’ve never seen it; but it must be better than our town hall, which isn’t at all iconic…
Does Walsall need a summer exhibition?
The weather was stormy this week, but seems to be picking up for the weekend. For some people the economy seems to be picking up too.
Population, parking and Darlo
Bonjour! I’ve just found out, I have a couple of readers in France, so I thought I would say hello. For the benefit of my overseas readers, I’ll remind you all that I live in the heart of England. The Black Country is a just North of Birmingham and includes the City of Wolverhampton, Dudley, Walsall and Sandwell. (more…)
Walsall on the telly
Last Friday, I upset a reader with my post about the benefit system. That programme was on TV again last night. I thought it didn’t do justice to anyone involved. Most of them seemed to be playing to the camera. The media studies graduate was trying work as a carer. Why not pair him up with a television or radio presenter? That was what he has a degree in.
Neodigital Art | Artistic editing
Darlaston is a local town with quite a few Victorian buildings, so we wandered around there a couple of years ago taking a few photos. These pictures can be edited and the ‘modern’ things taken out to give the picture a real Victorian look.
The Black Country Season
The London Season
It’s all go in London, after the excitement of the Queen’s official birthday. People turned out to watch the trooping of the colour and waved their flags and took up the customary grovelling positions. Some of them were hoping that, if they sucked up enough, they would get a gong in the birthday honours list. We have a season here in the Black Country. Last night the London set, went to the Hampton Court Palace Festival to partake in champagne and canapés, be entertained by the likes of Jools Holland and end the evening with a really, really expensive firework display. Up Tipton there was bingo and karaoke. The Tipton set celebrated with Banks mild and prawn cocktail crisps. Entertainment was by an Elvis lookalike from Prince’s End. (more…)
A different pace of life…
There is something fascinating about narrow boats. I suppose they represent a slower pace of life away from the madness of modern life. They might be slow, but they get there. Someone has nicked all the lighting from the canal and stripped out the cable; it would have been dark staying there overnight. No wonder they are traveling in a convoy. Most of the boats have television aerials and some even have satellite dishes. That dog looks happy enough on the tow path and his owner was reading the paper. Farther up the tow path they were sitting on the benches having a little barbecue. They have all moored on that one side of the canal though and all is not what it seems. The local people tend to walk down this side, because if they walk down the other side it leads nowhere. The drunks on their way home from the pub, the graffiti artists and the odd jogger. (more…)
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