Newcastle International Fair~part 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 

Still wandering around Newcastle after the fair, more shots in the indoor Grainger Marcket

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Cobblers

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Couldn’t believe there was a pigs head on the counter! I mean, who the fook would eat a pigs head??

these 2 little girls were fascinated by it

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After the market we sat and had a coffee and did some people watching

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Part 5 (final bit ūüôā ) still to come.

Newcastle International Fair ~part 3

Part 1 HERE
Part 2 HERE

Well actually at this point we left the area where the fair was and went on a wander so the rest of my shots are of and around Newcastle

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I feel so bad for homeless people and always give them something for a cup of tea or a sandwich, but this guy was asleep so I went by quietly

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massage parlour ~ didn’t go in ūüôā

works of art

megabus!

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Gold!

Granger Market

London 282 miles?? (actually 247 as the crow flies)

The Grand Bazaar!

Still more to come from this day out, hope everyone had a good weekend!

Newcastle International Fair ~part 2

Part 1 HERE

After drooling over all the food, Sophie and I went to peruse the other stalls,

Money banks

Book covers

Steam punk sculpts.

Russian dolls

Metal work

Cutlery Jewellery

Parrot

Amber Good Luck trees

Totem Poles

Whilst we were looking round a band started up, they were really good,

And we came across some interesting ladies who let me take their picture

That’s it for today but this Report isn’t finished yet, stay tuned ūüôā

Fraggle Report ~ Newcastle International Fair ~ May ’16

Sophie and I got out a fair bit in May last year, the weather was good I guess ūüôā Anyway, the International fair consists of lots of food and crafts from mainly Europe and is an excellent day out for those of us with a camera. I have checked and the fair is scheduled again this year, but not sure if it will be disbanded when we are out of Europe, I hope not as it’s most yummy!

From La Belle France, bread and pastries and lovely Frenchmen

Also from France Sausage a la Toulouse

and of course French cheeses

From Holland Pancakes & Waffles and works from the Dutch masters!

From Poland ~ chorizo,sausage,potato,ham & cheese lunches, and smiley ladies

From Germany~ had to be sausages and they were delish!

From the Caribbean ~ chilli sauces,

From Italy~ macaroons and a smiley baker

From Morocco Tagine, Couscous

From Spain~ Paella

Also from Spain chorizo potatoes and Catalan meatballs

From China~ Noodles

From Sweetland~sweeties!

would have loved to try everything, so this year I’m going prepared with saved up take away dishes!

Next time we’ll have a look at the arts and crafts.

Fraggle report ~ Arbeia Roman Fort & Museum, Sept 2016, part 1

The History bit….

The ancient Romans certainly left their mark across the world. ¬†Hadrian’s Wall¬†was a defensive fortification in the¬†Roman province¬†of Britannia, begun in 122 AD in the reign of the emperor¬†Hadrian. It ran from the banks of the¬†River Tyne¬†near the North Sea to the¬†Solway Firth¬†on the¬†Irish Sea, and was the northern limit of the¬†Roman Empire, immediately north of which were the lands of the northern¬†Ancient Britains.

The Roman fort at Arbeia once guarded the entrance to the river Tyne and served as a supply centre, receiving goods from across the North Sea and along the east coast to supply the thousands of Roman troops stationed along Hadrian’s Wall.  The foundations of granaries, barracks and the headquarters building can be clearly made out and the site museum houses a fine collection of objects found during the on-going programme of excavations at the site.  Part of the garrison at one time was a squadron of specialist boatmen from the banks of the river Tigris in what is now Iraq.  A squadron of Spanish cavalry was also stationed here. Finds from the site illustrate the cosmopolitan nature of its changing population.  Arbeia Roman Fort has stunning full-scale reconstructions of original buildings including the commander’s house, a barrack block and a gatehouse providing a unique and inspiring insight into Roman military life.

And I live 20 minutes away from it, so back in May on a sunny day, went to visit.

The gatehouse
The gatehouse

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Situated in Baring Street, South Shields, the modern town has grown around the ancient fort.

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The view of the fort layout from the top of the gatehouse. ¬†The white buildings just right of centre are the reconstructed barracks, which we’ll look at in part 2.

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and how it would have looked back in the day

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Day 365~366

Tonight Phil came with me to photograph the bridges over the Tyne. I’ve seen loads from other people, and it probably doesn’t look any different to those, but this is mine and I’m chuffed it turned out so well.

 

I took a few others so here are they,

The millennium bridge and The Baltic

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The millennium bridge and The Sage

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The Sage

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and my shot of the day.. ta da!

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Day348~366

I went back to South Shields tonight, as last night on my way back from the river I spotted these park lights.

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Day 333 & Day 334~366

Yesterday morning I got up at 6am, packed my bags and went off to Newcastle railway station where I met my friend (and boss) Brenda to go to a product launch in Manchester. ¬†It was due to start with lunch at 12 midday and to get there on time we were catching the 9.43am to York, changing trains and on to Manchester Piccadilly for 11.45am with a 10 minute walk to the venue. ¬†Brenda arrived at the station with 1 minute to spare, and we ran on to the train and off we went. ¬†There was a delay¬†at one point, when we slowed down and stopped, which apparently was down to someone falling ill on a train at Northallerton and having to be taken off it in an ambulance, but 5 minutes later we were off again. ¬†I didn’t realise Brenda was then panicking that we would miss our connecting train at York, but we got there with 7 minutes to spare. ¬†Once we got off the train Brenda charged over to the platform where our train was and chivvied me up, ‘come on come on before they shut the door on us’ she yells, and on we rushed, into a nice empty carriage with tables, and we sat down. ‘What are you panicking about?’ says I, and she told me that on her last trip on a train to London, she got to her changeover train and the guard shut the door just as she got there and wouldn’t let her on. “Can’t have the train being late” he said, “it’s not late” she said “there’s still 2 minutes to go”, “well we are allowed to shut the doors 2 minutes before it’s due to leave” he replied “everybody knows that!” ¬†And he would not let her on, so she had to wait for the next train to London, and pay ¬£126 for a ticket, for a journey she’d already paid for. ¬†So that was the reason for the panic. ¬†The train set off and we got comfortable, and the Captain (? driver/pilot, not sure what they’re called) came over the tannoy, “Good morning, this is the 236 to Newcastle, calling at Darlington, and Durham! We were on the wrong train going back the way we came! ¬†It took 45 minutes to get to Darlington, where we got off and went to the travel office to ask what to do. The lady told us we’d have to get on the next train and tell the ticket collector what had happened, and he would then either let us off or we’d have to buy new tickets. ¬†When’s the next train we asked, well it’s been cancelled, she said so you’ll have to get on the direct train to Manchester which is with another company and leaves in an hour. So we went and had coffee, and hung around the station until that train came, and then got on that. Now Brenda was certain we’d have to buy new tickets, but when the collector came around I did the googley sorrowful eyes at him, explained what had happened and he let us stay on without buying a new ticket. ¬†Of course the barriers in and out of the platform areas are automated and work by wafting your ticket at a sensor, and of course ours wouldn’t work, so we ended up having to explain the thing all over again to get out. ¬†Eventually we got to where we were supposed to be, 2 hours late, and stopping off along the walk from the station for Brenda to buy a new top for the evening dinner, as she’d forgotten to pack hers! ¬†We had a fab time at the product launch, the company doing it paid for us to stay in a very nice hotel (¬£235 a night!!!) and took us all out to dinner, and all drinks were paid for the whole night. ¬†As there were about 30 of us, it must have run into a few 1000 quid, so I hope they all sell lots of the product. ¬†I don’t do sales anymore, but have to know about it all as I do fittings and service work for Brenda so it’s still useful for me to go along. I don’t think we stopped laughing about our journey for hours on and off! ¬†On the way back we had a direct train to Newcastle, and got to the platform 10 minutes before it was due, but then it got delayed by 34 minutes due to problems somewhere with the signals, so had to sit in the freezing cold waiting for what seemed like ages. ¬†I missed my car a lot!

I used the iPhone a few times along the way,

Newcastle Station, which is quite a beauty

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I did take the ball with me, but not too many opportunities to use it, I did one at Darlington station which I wish was a bit better than it turned out, but it’s all I got, so this is Day 334

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iPhone shot of the station, another lovely station, that’s Brenda on the left walking ahead

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I took a shot of Huddersfield Station as we went through, as this is where I grew up

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This was my hotel room

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and the mini bar and coffee making machine I couldn’t figure out how to work it, it’s one of those George Clooney nespresso things, half a bottle of champagne, ¬£17.50 ~ needless to say I didn’t avail myself of it!

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After the product launch, which was at the top of the hotel, we went onto an outside terrace, and I took a shot looking down through the glass safety barrier

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and the sunset over Manchester was spectacular, so it had to be done

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and my final shot was my ball shot today, on the way to the station we stopped for a coffee and I took a shot of the Chetham Music College

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but I like the sunset shots best ūüôā

Now home again, and back to work in the morning! Adventure over for now ūüôā .