Some years ago, possibly as many as 8 or 9. I went with a good friend who had a printing company in the Midlands to take a look at his printing company. I was familiar with what the inside of a printing company looked like as I’d worked as a salesman for one in Gloucester for a while. My friends printing company had been in business for many years and had a fine reputation in the area. The company I worked for had a similar reputation in the Gloucester area and beyond. Both had been family businesses, the one in … Continue reading Caslon Tray: A short tale of two printers.

About a year ago one of my twin grandsons described something as “gankie”. For a four year old this word invention was new to me and I’ve been puzzling about what it means. It’s not good. My own view is that this Christmas Mince pie from the Coop could easily be described as “gankie”. Many years ago a good friend of mine at college invited me to Hull, which is in the wilds of East Yorkshire and almost far enough from everything to be declared a separate state. When you get to Goole you think you might be nearly there, … Continue reading The meaning of “gankie”

I’m not sure if this is an ex brick factory, but it might have been. It’s in Crete and the image was taken some time ago now. Perhaps I should have described it as a pottery factory and then could have used the old joke about a Cretian Urn, but I cannot remember it properly. So let’s leave it as a brick factory. Like sheds, I like old industrial buildings too. Many have been taken down and some just fall down, it seems to me like this one was just gradually falling down but that they could not persuade Fred … Continue reading Brick Factory: Crete

One morning at the office, when I went into my office at the printers I worked for as a salesman, I had a call from a Mr Price who was an engineer. He ran a small engineering firm with his dad, the family lived on the site of the engineering business and he said they needed some ‘compliments slips’ to put in with their invoices and ‘the like’. He advised that the design needed some updating as they still had a Gloucester number as a telephone contact. They had not even got as far as the area codes, which indicated … Continue reading Mr Price and Mr Price: the Engineers

Some years ago this was taken on this beautiful Mediterranean island. It’s a shephers’s hut, but a shed to me. Very solid lower stone construction and no doubt all materials from the local area, then the parched wood atop. I assume with those very thick walls it would have made a cool place to drop into, that is cool as in temperature, rather than cool in its now borrowed meaning of being “The shed to be seen in” type of cool. Whatever, it’s cool in both meanings of the word. Continue reading Shed:Crete

Some years ago we took a holiday in Scotland and were heading for the walking places. The day before the organised walking we had the time to visit Nairn, where we came across this really brilliant statue. You can read more about it here. Statues have been much in the news of late either because they are unbelievably awful or they have links to the grimmer parts of our history. Some of the awful ones are footballers or former footballers, outside stadia, and frankly they do nothing for either the subject or the Stadia. Then one comes across one that … Continue reading Fisherwoman : Nairn, Scotland.

Caught this a few years ago on a drive towards Stroud, one of my favourite towns in Gloucestershire. The Slad Valley is one of the five valleys around Stroud, made famous by writer and poet Laurie Lee and his book “Cider with Rosie”. This shed is on the main road through Slad and was still there just a few weeks ago when I did the same route. “Cider with Rosie” is a very good read, sometimes described as a love story about a time when things were simpler, with no modern gadgets and very little traffic through the village, but … Continue reading Springtime Shed in Slad

A somewhat grainy image of a former factory from 2007 in the midst of its demolition to be replaced by a Shopping Centre in the docks area of Gloucester. As my memory serves me this was taken at Christmas time when there was little going on in the site and it was one of those bright winter days, a little in short supply as I write. This was the Fielding and Platt building, manufacturing all sorts of hydraulic heavy lifting gear and if you want to know more they have a brilliant website right here The only heavy lifting around … Continue reading Before the Shopping 2007

I like trucks.This photograph was taken in Vancouver at a ferry dock whilst waiting to catch a ship to Vancouver Island. It was taken some years ago. I asked the man if I could take his picture and he was, as many Canadians are, very polite and said ” Sure”. It was a super truck but in this case the driver is the star of the show. I think he looks very noble. Continue reading Indian Trucker: Canada

I didn’t think I was an opera fan though I did take to “Nessum Dorma” as an introduction to a football competition some years ago. It used to make the hairs on my neck stand up and if it comes on the radio now and I’m alone in the car I’ll sing along at full volume. I was written by this chap: Puccini. This is in his home town of Lucca where we visited some years ago. I think it’s a fine sculpture and he looks very relaxed and successful, which he was. I wonder if the non smokers out … Continue reading Puccini: Lucca

Here s a spot that we visited earlier in the year on a lovely summer day, I hope it cheers you on a very grey winter day here in the UK. This is near to the small village of Snowshill in the Cotswolds. Well worth a visit when you are in this area. On this walk it occurred to me that this view has probably not changed in centuries. There’s no evidence of modern living in this image, no wires, no telephone masts, and even no houses. That aside there may well have been fewer trees in the old days, … Continue reading The loudest sound would be singing.

I thought that this might cheer on a grey Monday here in the UK. Memories of a brilliant day just a few months ago. I’ll only need 3 colours so that won’t be expensive. Taken in last year this stunning buttercup field is on a walk near the River Severn. There are many stiles like this in the Cotswolds, one of the things they all seem to have in common is that they are almost all at least 6 inches higher than one should really feel comfortable with. Some are built for giants, and negotiating them can be tricky, these … Continue reading I plan to paint this…one day