Friday, July 24, 2009

The Underground Railroad.

These are photos of the quilt my cousin has made in the past year or so. They are mainly for my friend Lynz who does a nice line in quilting herself.

Each block has a specific meaning and sent a message to the slaves to help them escape to freedom

Below is a link to one of the websites which gives details.

Some flowers in Larkhall

Roses

Lupin

Delphinium
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North of the Border.

This is why I hate paying for raspberries in the shops. I know where better ones grow wild. Its the same with salmon - my grandpa used to catch so much that he'd send my mum round the village to give it away. That was when she was a little girl.
Looking north over Glasgow to Ben Lomond.

This is Chatlerhault ( pronounced with a massive glottal stop after the letter t). It used to be the country home of the Duke of Hamilton and now is open to the public. Not a lot to see indoors but a nice cafe and a lovely wooded estate to walk round.
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Monday, July 20, 2009

Three generations

Three shifty looking characters at Finsbury Park this afternoon! ( Ha Ha - I took the photo seconds before the hand came up to make a sign over the green boy's head!)
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

A plastic bag.




It does what it says - degrades in your hand!
So it wont appear in my scrapbook!
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Saturday, July 11, 2009

Building is suspended.

Should the wall be taken to the level of the street on one side of it, or down another 5 feet to garden level? The builders say one thing, those paying the bill disagree.
Watch this space to see who wins!
When will the cost of the scaffolding pass the cost of building 12 feet of wall?
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Thursday, July 2, 2009

Down it comes!

The first blow

showed the wall to be tougher than expected . So they brought in a large electric drill to tackle it. I wonder where the photo of it has disappeared to?
The creeper had started growing up the scaffolding
which went up in the third week of April. It really does what its name says 'mile a minute'.
For the first time ever we can see the pavement. Its still surprisingly private in the garden. In case you had forgotten, the wall had developed massive cracks.
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