Sometimes I’m so glad that my camera is always in my pocket. This was taken at the Cite des Sciences et de l’Industrie in Paris.
It’s just crying out for a caption isn’t it?
Any suggestions?
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Sometimes I’m so glad that my camera is always in my pocket. This was taken at the Cite des Sciences et de l’Industrie in Paris. It’s just crying out for a caption isn’t it? Any suggestions? […] Our trip around the highways and byways of Britain took us through Derbyshire, across the Pennines and into Cheshire. We passed through Smalltown, where I used to live, so we took a little detour to allow me to point out my old house to Mr TLC. It was rather strange to drive through the […] Sneaky backpost #1 We’ve got it down to a ritual now: check in, dump suitcase, go and say hello to the river. (Yes, I’m afraid I do mean that literally.) Then off to a pub that is blessed with a Very Fine Location Indeed for a drink (that’s drink as in coffee btw, it wasn’t […] The sound of water is always in the background as you walk along the valley. Sometimes its a quiet babble, at others its a crashing roar, but its never far away. It’s not hard to see why there was such a concentration of mills in this area. There are reminders that you aren’t far from […] Standing and looking at the site of the former Mousehole Forge I was struck by how peaceful it was. These days it’s a private house, but when it was a working forge I suspect the noise would have drowned out the sound from the river. The site has a long history, but is most famous […] Walking hasn’t happened for me this week. A combination of illness (first me, then Mr TLC going down with ye olde traditional Christmas holiday lurgy) and leaky boots (the only pair in which I can stay upright on slippy, icy surfaces) have conspired against me. So, as I sit here in my armchair, I thought […] |