Local Interest.
Aug. 12th, 2004 04:24 pmInspired by
rodia's pictures. I have finally got round to hitting back with a few pics of my local area, which may or may not be of interest. (I'm a bit crap with cameras.)Perhaps anyone reading this would care to hit back with pics of their own local area? I'd be intrigued to see 'em.
I've also submitted a picture from my locality to Ugly Wood Art and await to see if my offering passes the test. (That is, of being Ugly, Wooden, etc.)

The lovely Jubilee Bridge and Widnes Power Station, viewed across the Mersey. (Actually, I'm not being sarcastic about the bridge for once, I genuinely think it's cool, though it probably looks better close up.)

Another delightful picturesque view across the Mersey, this time of lovely Runcorn.

Mersey Mud Saves Lives apparently.

Here's a shot of the aforementioned lifesaving muck.

No hang on, maybe this mud is more dangerous than previously intimated, I mean, we're talking a scarey cliff-drop that can reach a metre in height! With a terrifying landing on soft mud. (Ah! Perhaps that's how Mersey Mud saves lives.)

Local ugly crumbling pile.

Sickeningly cute motif of the British countryside, even in Liverpool, there's no refuge from oldy worldy chocolate box cottages.
I've also submitted a picture from my locality to Ugly Wood Art and await to see if my offering passes the test. (That is, of being Ugly, Wooden, etc.)

The lovely Jubilee Bridge and Widnes Power Station, viewed across the Mersey. (Actually, I'm not being sarcastic about the bridge for once, I genuinely think it's cool, though it probably looks better close up.)

Another delightful picturesque view across the Mersey, this time of lovely Runcorn.

Mersey Mud Saves Lives apparently.

Here's a shot of the aforementioned lifesaving muck.

No hang on, maybe this mud is more dangerous than previously intimated, I mean, we're talking a scarey cliff-drop that can reach a metre in height! With a terrifying landing on soft mud. (Ah! Perhaps that's how Mersey Mud saves lives.)

Local ugly crumbling pile.

Sickeningly cute motif of the British countryside, even in Liverpool, there's no refuge from oldy worldy chocolate box cottages.
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Date: 2004-08-12 09:53 am (UTC)Soft Southerner that I am.
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Date: 2004-08-12 11:06 am (UTC)Re: eeeeerie
(I did read the blurb under the sign, but they never did explain their grand claim of the powers of Mersey mud.)
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Date: 2004-08-12 12:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-12 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-12 02:08 pm (UTC)The saved lives are avian ones, judging from that info board. Estuary mudflats are a threatened habitat that birds rely on. So do lots of invertebrates. If there are any salt marshes you might like to look for glasswort, a weird-looking edible plant (you cook it like asparagus and eat it by running each stem between your teeth, stripping off the soft part and leaving the fibrous core - it's tasty) but salt marshes are a threatened habitat too, so it would be quite antisocial to pick more than a tiny sample of the glasswort.
In case this post isn't preachy enough already, I can't resist recommending the books of Helen Forrester which are nearly all set in Liverpool, and which I find wonderfully evocative. There's a series about her poverty-stricken childhood: Tuppence to Cross the Mersey, Liverpool Miss, Lime Street at Two, and another whose title I forget. Also several novels including Three Women of Liverpool and Yes, Mama.
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Date: 2004-08-13 01:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-13 01:40 am (UTC)Wasn't expecting that. :-)
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Date: 2004-08-13 03:01 am (UTC)