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On the way to the Transport Museum, we noticed this building. A scary looking place that actually looks closed. My wife and I wondered what went on in the building but agreed that popping our heads through the door would be the last on our list of things to do before we died, however we suspected that popping our heads though the door might have been the last thing we may ever do in our life expecting it to be tragically cut short right after our visit or more correctly during it. There are a few places I have this feeling about, one being the Polygon Hotel around Longsight I think. It's a great name, an interesting building but one heck of a scary pub.
The strange thing about the Hellfire Club is that it's not that scary in some ways, it's an ordinary restaurant. I say ordinary and that's not true but it's not the place I would have imagined and actually somewhere that I might survive a visit which is contrary to what I thought. I found this all out after I took the picture.
As an aside in the right of the picture you can just see a flat bed lorry with a car on it. As I took the picture the guy hooted his horn. Knowing what effect taking pictures can have on some people I ignored it. I have had this before, once I got something similar in Spain when I took a picture of a University (I think it was in Seville but I could be wrong) a scooter rider decided the best thing he could do would be to get in shot beeping his horn and waving and now he is immortal in my photo collection, his fame is now assured. This lorry guy decided that not only would he hit his horn but then drive up along side me and come out with a witty remark which went something to the effect of "Was that where you were last night?" of course I roared with laughter. Now knowing that it's a horror themed restaurant I think the joke might be on him because that might have been where I was last night having a jolly good horror themed meal.
The (from what I can only assume) badly advertised Manchester Museum of Transport is a bit of a strange thing. If you try to search for transport museum and Manchester then you get a few things. You get that it's a grade 2 listed building but you don't get the address.
How we found this is because my wife drove past a few signs for it and when she came back from work. We did our best to find the placeand after a bit of searching we found it and this is a picture from the place.
It's strange in that there are lots of things, but they are a little disorganised. It is attached to a working bus depot but the best part of it is when you find a bus that you may have travelled on. I also find it fantastic that radiators on old busses weren't covered and the radiator cap was out in the open, something that today's health and safety people would have a field day on let alone the trusting people wouldn't pour coke into it for sheer mischief.
Probably not worth the cash but something to go to and something that should still be here in another 100 years to tell people about the past of transport. Mind you I said it's not worth the cash but the displays are quite interesting and there are a few pics of Piccadilly which were pretty impressive. OK I'm wrong. Four quid per adult isn't bad. I think the problem was there was little time to do this with a 6 year old so it was a bit of a rush and also you have to be in the mind to do it.
More extreme weather from Zamyatin. Heavy snow one week and the day Manchester was shrouded in thick fog or mist (I don't know the difference no doubt there is a difference). I think this may have started as mist then ended up as fog, and quite bad fog. Here you can see mist around the Co-op building (I thinks it's the Co-op building) with the sun reflecting through it. Again as usual it looked better in real life.
It snowed like crazy today very heavily for a short amount of time. This picture is of the Hare and Hounds just before the the hardest part of the journey up the hill past Chadkirk. Rationally we would have not stopped to take pictures but no. The steep hill into Romley took it's toll on a few drivers one of which on a motorbike met the tarmac. I must admit it would be a nice idea to be snowed in at the Hare and Hounds but it never happened. There were loads of pictures that would be ideal but the the fact that both the DV5 and the QTEK are bad at low light pictures put this out of my mind.
Just a quick picture of one of the two symetrical World War I memorials in Southport. In the middle is a needle that I don't have a good picture of. Maybe if this weekend mirrors another weekend to come (in that I don't think I'll have time for any pictures let alone any) then you might see it, however we may go back and I might be able to get a better picture.
This is a picture from between Xmas and New Year. I'm only putting this up because someone did a search for Pleasureland and found this site, so being a little late with everything as usual here's a pic of Southport's Pleasureland.
I must admit I am always attracted to closed or run down or abandoned places I don't know why, probably part of a "romantic" idea of being able to imagine the things that happened that you can gain from places like this only when they are closed and the hurly burly (or perhaps not since it closed) has disappeared.
Today's outing was to Southport. Like so many seaside towns they do seem a little sad in the winter and with the car park we stopped at being right next to the closed Pleasureland that didn't help the gloomy feel you get from some seaside towns. Of course when you trip around the rest of Southport it doesn't seem to have done it harm (Pleasureland's closure I mean) but then again it seems slightly more wealthy than Fleetwood or Morecambe for that matter which probably helps.
This picture is from the end of the Pier where a rather useless tram runs from to the start of the town and back. The building on the left is the cafť on the end of the pier. But it all seems an ultra-modern affair for a pier when you compare this to Llandudno or Blackpool.
Today's outing was to Delamare Forrest a 4000 acre wood just near Tarporley. All very nice I suppose but for me there wasn't much there but trees. One of those places I get the feeling people sit in a car for an hour to get to to make them feel that they are counteracting the heart stopping fat consumed by yesterday's Christmas meal. I suppose what didn't help was the fact that today was really overcast a nice sunny day may have altered my opinion. Also I suspect that the Forrest on the other side of the road may have been more interesting as it had a lake.
On the way to we saw a rather interesting pub called the Vale Royal Abbey. Retracing our steps on the way back we popped in. It was only then when I found it was a Hungry Horse pub at which my heart sank. For once I thought that I may have a chance to go to a different pub other than the usual corporate child-friendly affair (don't get me wrong I don't intend to go to child hating pubs but the corporate happy eater jungle bungle sites leave me a little cold) but we had stumbled upon just that where food is deep-fried on order from pre-sealed pouches. It was food, it was a pub and that's about it.
Tucked away down a back street I know little about this other than I know itís there and you get from St Anneís Square to this via a couple of interesting alleys one of which I could have swore was roofed with umbrellas at one point.
Also known as the Hidden Gem I have yet to go inside. Even today (Sunday) I was thwarted in my effort as it is closed in the afternoon. I shall get there at some point I shall. Due to the narrow road that itís situated on, getting a good picture is impossible, though I did curse myself for not brining my Lomo Fisheye, so this si the best I could get.
This is a pic of the On Ice at Piccadilly thing that will be going on all over Xmas in Manchester Piccadilly (Gardens). Personally it looks too busy to me so I shan't be participating but I like the idea even with the orange skates.