Friday, 28 September 2012

Earth Angel.

I took this photo of a stone angel in Carlisle Cemetery, one of my favourite places. People think it's a bit morbid or morose to hang out in the cemetery, I always say it's the living you have to worry about! The cemetery has an abundance of camera fodder; aged, weather beaten stone, chapels, wildlife, plants, flowers, grave stones, monuments, wrought iron work. Far from being a place for the dead, it is alive with atmosphere, a place to celebrate life.




Melody Gardot, a very special talent.

Melody Gardot on Later with Jools

Just discovered Melody Gardot. An American singer songwriter, she began writing music after an accident in which she was knocked off her bike by a car, suffering terrible injuries. She was confined to a hospital bed for over a year and taught herself to play guitar in this time, laying on her back. Her brain injury meant she had to learn how to speak again and she believes that the therapeutic values of music aided her recovery. I love her story. Triumph through unbelievable adversity. The resilience of the human soul. The capacity for the human body to recover and adapt. Amazing.

Thursday, 27 September 2012

What is wrong with me? Weird crushes pt 1.

Mr Benn, 80's cartoon character with transvestite tendencies
Just a few of the 'characters' I have had inexplainable crushes on over the years....

Noel Edmunds, TV twat and purveyor of the manel toe
Mike Neville, off've Look North, my very earliest crush, aged about 4 I loved him and wanted to marry him, and I didn't care who knew it
Alan Carr. Need I elaborate?
Mika, the latest unlikely candidate for my misguide affections, easy on the eye, granted, but deserves to be castrated for crimes against music. Not cool.







....which begs the question "What is wrong with me???"






























































Friday, 21 September 2012

We found the treasure!!!

Ower the bridge in the D & H...Back up parney!


The Howard, a Carlisle institution. Queer bari peeve!


What goes on behind the pink door? Whatever it is I'm sure it's Fun 2 Do!
Wally Bird. Also known as Wally Bewer. Location: Auld Tullie Hoose.

Bronze Cormorant at the back of The Sands. And the greater boss-eyed Lauren bird, native to the North East.
If you're pure hank, you could do worse than dive to The Sandwich Mill, Shaddongate. Tidy.
A fox outside Foxes. What are the chances?

Tongs n Ting. Reet classy spot for buying seedy gear. Get your nipple tassels here.
Dixon's Chimney. You can deek it from all ower the 'lizzle.
The lovely Lauren showcases 'The Thin White Duke', also known as 'The Duke' named after his Dukeness, David Bowie and not to be confused with other definitions of the word 'Duke' http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=duke

Eye eye. Fancy seeing you here. Fine Art happens here on Newcastle Street. We know, because we were there and we totally didn't cheat in the aquisition of this photo. No Sir. No cheating. Nothing to see here.

Blow your whistle baby, whistle baby. Here we go! Sweet! (shop).
Carlisle's very own blarney stone. Some say it's cursed, I say what a load of old cobbles!


John Watt & Son. Pure reeks. Of coffee. In a good way. If you like coffee. Cwaa-feee!!!
Blue Army! Blue Army!
Down the steps at Conkers, Carlisle's premier nitespot and home of Teapot Tuesdays-Cheap peeve!!!

The Bricky. Nearly kissed the deck in here whilst dancing to Dubstep. Be warned!! Sensible footwear a must!!
T & D's. Never been in but always meant to. A chinky and a cwaa-fee house, genius!
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