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Conwy Castle
That tiny red building right in the middle of this photo is The Smallest House in Great Britain. I remember going inside this house when I was 14 years old and I still remember it vividly.
This beautiful sculpture can be seen on Conwy Quay.
Sunset.
Conwy Castle
That tiny red building right in the middle of this photo is The Smallest House in Great Britain. I remember going inside this house when I was 14 years old and I still remember it vividly.
This beautiful sculpture can be seen on Conwy Quay.
Sunset.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Friday, January 04, 2008
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Blists Hill Victorian Town
(These photos look much better if you click to enlarge)
The last thing I want to do is to give the impression that I'm old, but I must admit that I have a vague memory of houses like this one. I remember visiting places when I was a child and I can still smell the furniture polish and feel the shiny polished black and white square tiles under my feet. If I listen carefully I can hear the silence and the slow tipping of a grandfather's clock.
A very kindly neighbour of ours was a dressmaker who let me sit watching her at the treadle sewing machine. She used to save all the used wooden cotton reels in a copper kettle by the fireside and I loved playing with them, building towers and roads. She made many of my dresses and taught my mother to them too.
Both my grandmothers had fireplaces like this with an oven and also a boiler that was heated at the same time for the washing at the side.
This house had a pantry, but not all houses had them.
I don't remember scales like this in the shops though.
The above were two shop windows that I photographed.
Every house had a pigsty at the back and they fed the pig which was then taken to be killed and prepared. One of my grandmothers had hooks in the ceiling where the ham was hung, but this was before my time. My mother remembered taking the pig to be killed with her brother and there were long stories about this and the fun they had, with the pig going it's own way and so on.
I do remember using one of these at my grandmother's house, but it was not in a state like this fortunately. If I had ever dreamt there were rats like this around I would rather have burst than use it I'm afraid. My mother worked as a little housemaid at a large house and there, they had a toilet like this with 3 holes of various sizes in it. I always imagined 3 people sitting together using it as my mother hadn't explained that the idea was to choose the size you preferred and it was a long time before I understood this.
The last thing I want to do is to give the impression that I'm old, but I must admit that I have a vague memory of houses like this one. I remember visiting places when I was a child and I can still smell the furniture polish and feel the shiny polished black and white square tiles under my feet. If I listen carefully I can hear the silence and the slow tipping of a grandfather's clock.
A very kindly neighbour of ours was a dressmaker who let me sit watching her at the treadle sewing machine. She used to save all the used wooden cotton reels in a copper kettle by the fireside and I loved playing with them, building towers and roads. She made many of my dresses and taught my mother to them too.
Both my grandmothers had fireplaces like this with an oven and also a boiler that was heated at the same time for the washing at the side.
This house had a pantry, but not all houses had them.
I don't remember scales like this in the shops though.
The above were two shop windows that I photographed.
Every house had a pigsty at the back and they fed the pig which was then taken to be killed and prepared. One of my grandmothers had hooks in the ceiling where the ham was hung, but this was before my time. My mother remembered taking the pig to be killed with her brother and there were long stories about this and the fun they had, with the pig going it's own way and so on.
I do remember using one of these at my grandmother's house, but it was not in a state like this fortunately. If I had ever dreamt there were rats like this around I would rather have burst than use it I'm afraid. My mother worked as a little housemaid at a large house and there, they had a toilet like this with 3 holes of various sizes in it. I always imagined 3 people sitting together using it as my mother hadn't explained that the idea was to choose the size you preferred and it was a long time before I understood this.
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