Lovely photos
They remind me of being on the moors....without the concrete
Many years ago, I went to Bristol to hand deliver an important document relating to the first of my accountancy exams - it was at the time of a full scale lengthy postal strike which dragged on for weeks. I had already booked a bed and breakfast place to stay in a few weeks time to stay at for a couple of days for the exams.
Trouble was that there were a couple of roads with the same name and I didn't know which was the correct one. There was before the internet existed so the concept of Google maps with street view hadn't been thought about.
As I had several hours left after delivering the document, I decided to walk to one of the two roads to see if I could locate the bed and breakfast place. Needless to say, I had chosen the wrong road so knew that it was the other one.
So I started to walk back to the city centre. It would have been either January or February though not particularly cold. I was walking along a road. To the side of the road, there was a view across near wasteland where I could see houses in the distance. There was a slight mist. Between the houses and where I was I could see one of those old gasometers.
There was something extraordinary about that image, strangely beautiful. A cross between one of those photos of the concrete works and a painting by LS Lowry (though without people).