Tuesday, 22 September 2009

Hot Air

The Press says that hot air balloons were making emergency landings in my part of the world recently. They were certainly pretty close to the ground in the early morning.

Sunday, 20 September 2009

The city's pidgeons - Hard at work.

Saturday, 19 September 2009

Smile

Smile: It Confuses People.

Friday, 18 September 2009

God

Sorry for the few days off. I've not been well, I'm still not, but I apparently need to prepare to meet God, and I'm hoping she likes daily city photo blogs.

Saturday, 12 September 2009

Constantine

Some guy looks at Emperor Constantine, who began his reign in York back when it was a Roman fortress.
I wander what this guy is thinking.

Friday, 11 September 2009

An Obvious One

An obvious one. York Minster, the war memorial and city centre as seen from the walls. I'm afraid yesterday I took a few of the minster. So we'll no doubt be seeing more of it.

Thursday, 10 September 2009

Here Lies...

The grave of Dick Turpin, a notorious highway robber. I found it a while ago. I find it funny that every other grave has been laid down in this graveyard. But the one grave belonging to a hardened criminal is still maintained centuries later.

Wednesday, 9 September 2009

Bad Bargain Lane

Bad Bargain Lane, York.

I saw this street when I was out doing politics to York yesterday. What a weird street name. I'd love to know the story behind it.

Monday, 7 September 2009

Welcome To York

I found this sign, with a few seats and an abandoned tourist notice behind an abandoned public toilet next to the Barbican Centre.

The Barbican Centre used to be York's main leisure centre, but now it's empty and sad. Obviously the empty sadness has spread to this bit of public land, which has obviously seen better days.

Saturday, 5 September 2009

No Teacher

Down an alley, just past the "free sex" messages - Voltaire.

Sorry for the days of no posting, work has been really busy of late.

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Banana Warehouse

Mannequins in The Banana Warehouse, whichis one of my favourite shops in York. While being mostly full of furniature, the Banana is one of those shops that stocks all kinds of junk, with the occassional prize.

So far, the only thing I've brought from there is a copy of The Origin of the Species, some postcards that belonged to a dead nun and a signed photo of some 50's music hall singer. But I guess that gives some indication ofthe contents of this place.

Tuesday, 1 September 2009

Rooftops of York

A view from the city walls, ofthe minster. Two major landmarks at once.