Pittenweem…and still it teems…
Month: October 2019
Fife Rainy Day Window ( I )
Inclement weather was no impediment to savouring the view, over the chimney tops and down to the boats,in the harbour at Pittenweem a couple of days ago
Water everywhere,vertical and horizontal…
Creels On The Dock
In my previous post I mentioned the catching of lobsters and crabs.
Pictured are creels sitting on the dock at Pittenweem in the Kingdom of Fife.
Multi-coloured cages ,with acres of rope and string, to trap crustaceans in,as has been done in this manner for centuries.
Some things don’t change …and the catch still tastes sweet!
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Breakwater !
North Sea waves piledrive into the breakwater of the harbour at Pittenweem, Scotland yesterday.
The title of this post has an exclamation mark to bear witness to the velocity of wind and waves that roared and smashed during my stroll along the breakwater at dusk.Spectacular!
Powerful and unrelenting forces of nature versus man’s cunning engineering.
The breakwater protects fishing and other vessels in the harbour, where it is artificially calm.
Of course ,there are a lot less boats owing to the decline in the fisheries.
One day there may be no more haddock, crabs, lobster and prawns.
And,maybe no more breakwater if the sea has its revenge…
Edinburgh In The Rain
Edinburgh’s North Bridge as the rain falls,the Old Town behind.
Waterloo Sunset
” As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset
I am in paradise “
– The Kinks, ‘Waterloo Sunset’
Lurk
Lurk (definition) : ” To lie in wait in a place of concealment, especially for an evil purpose.”
(Meriam-Webster Dictionary)
…graffiti on a wall below Edinburgh’s Royal Mile is suggestive of bad intent…
Great Northern Hotel
So, this morning I was waiting around at King’s Cross Station in London to board a train to Edinburgh.
Stepping outside the station for a final,slightly desperate,vape before heading off,I looked up at this rather striking hotel set against swirling skies.
I admit to accommodation envy after having to spend four nights with my family in a tiny and inadequate studio apartment in a part of the city I had never heard of, following a booking screw up which became apparent only at the last minute.
I guess, though, you don’t come to London for the room you sleep in between taking in the events and sights of an undoubtedly great ,northern, city…
On The Promenade
Dusk at London’s South Bank and those who stroll on the promenade do so with the expectation that everything is possible and nothing improbable….magic will occur tonight.
To Trains
The pace on the London Underground is relentless.
In the odd quiet moment however you note that some of the stations have their own beauty and elegance.
Easy to miss when concentrating on getting to your next destination…
Stone Arches Tell No Lies
Curves of a different sort today.
This time around it is a stone passageway in the White Tower of the Tower Of London.
Visited there yesterday and walked the same steps and corridors and under arches as the infamous prisoners and dead of history. Spooky!
History ( the Tower is soaked in it, like blood on chopping block! ) is linear and a tale told only in retrospect. You know how you got from A to B.
If you put yourself in the moment of a place, as I tried to ,it is all twists and turns, dark corners and bright windows of the unexpected.
Cruel curves, awful arches…
Dubai As She Curves
Looking up in a transit lounge at Dubai Airport. Yesterday’s post had rocks mimicking waves at an Auckland beach.
Here the glass and steel and concrete of windows looking out on the runways is a curving cathedral where travel is worshipped and your chosen destination is a skyward apex.
ebb then flood 