The same spot 80 years later.

The top photo was taken at the Greenway Road War Memorial, Runcorn, Cheshire, England by an unknown photographer at an Armistice Day Service in the early 1930s. The bottom photo was taken by me at exactly the same spot from exactly the same angle about eighty years later. The house at the top of the street, the first one visible in the background of both pictures is where my Mum and Dad live today.

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Never-ending Scaffolding

I can’t remember a time when there wasn’t scaffolding on the Silver Jubilee (Runcorn/Widnes) Bridge over the River Mersey. They’re always painting it or doing mysterious, never-ending repairs. A lot of the work is done at night when traffic is less so no-one ever sees exactly what it is that the repairers are repairing. It’s been going on for decades. Whatever it is they’re doing, it requires scaffolding. A lot of scaffolding. Recently the amount of scaffolding seems to be increasing. It’s like the stuff is multiplying; breeding like some weird, spiky fungus. I’m starting to wonder if there’s still a bridge there underneath it all.

 

 

 

Sad news of the death of Ray Bradbury

 

RAY BRADBURY HAS DIED AGED 91. HE IS ONE OF THE GREATEST WRITERS OF ALL TIME AND COMPLETELY IRREPLACEABLE. WHEN I READ HIS FAHRENHEIT 451 I FOUND IT INSPIRING.

The book has become an old classic (as had the author) and when I start reading a book with that knowledge it usually feels like a bit of a slog. Fahrenheit 451 is NOT a bit of a slog. It is shockingly, breathtakingly, frighteningly brilliant

It’s set in the future and revolves around a fireman who is employed to burn books… all books. Paper combusts at 451 degrees fahrenheit. The book is full of themes that are completely relevant to the contemporary world that it is hard to believe that it was written in the late fifties.

Ray Bradbury was an incredibly intelligent and inspiring person. His advice to aspiring writers was to write one short story every week for a year!! He reckoned it is physically impossible to write 52 crap ones. I never met the man but I feel like I’ll miss him.

Same spot over 50 years later!

The top photo was taken in about 1959/1960 (long before I was born) in Weston Village, Runcorn, Cheshire, England as a new housing development was being built. The bottom photo I took today in exactly the same spot, from exactly the same angle, more than half a century later.

2012 Olympic torch is here!

The Olympic torch came to my town this week. The 2012 Games start in Britain soon. I myself will be competing for a medal in the ass sitting competition. The torch carrier is Gracie Gannon.