Fully fed up with work it was off to Llandudno but initially the Welsh Mountain Zoo. I only remembered after being there for a few hours of our last time here where I think I got a little grumpy about the Pokomon-like visiting that we did. It was nothing about enjoying the trip it was all about seeing every last thing like some mad collector.
It wasn't that bad this time but at one time it did look like it could have happend that way. Note to self, if my wife wants to go to the Welsh Mountain Zoo, decline the offer politely, not that it's a bad place to be honest.
Here we have a couple of moneys in the enclosure for your Delightment. They were playing about to their hearts content that day climbing all over the place as monkeys do.
What with the two pier fires in England this year with Brighton Pier and Fleetwood Pier going up in flames, lets hope that this isn't the last picture of Llandudno's Pier you see, however I think not (I know nothing of Brighton's Pier) but Fleetwood's Pier have been abandoned for years and had confirmed a controversial plan to put apartments on it which was disliked by some. At least Llandudno's Pier is well loved, used and still open. The Pier looks to be booming to such an extent that they have raised the rates so businesses such as a local photographer are moving out. Should the worst happen to the Pier before that I would at least like to live to have a pint at the bar at the end of the Pier. Up until now I have yet to be able to have a pint there for one reason or another. I have a picture of Fleetwood Pier but this will have to be scanned in and is more of a depressive closed down Pier shot.
This is of course the Pier with the Grand Hotel in the foreground. You're lucky there were any pictures at all after this weekend's jaunt to the Welsh Riviera. We went to The Greenwood Forest Park where there is an exhibition with a sandstorm machine. I put the camera on top of the machine to try it out... oh yes a sandstorm and it's a little fun and then looked for my camera. Hold on the camera isn't on the top of the machine. With a little thought I started wondering if I imagined putting the camera on top so I patted myself down to check my pockets... no camera. A further look on top of the machine led to the discovery that there was no top of the machine, I had actually dropped my camera into the sandstorm machine. A bit of climbing and looking found the camera wedged next to the blower. Phew.
Other discoveries this weekend (other than the sandstorm machine has no top) were that the GPS on my phone contains a map of England, yes only England if you type in a postcode in Wales you're off the map... I should have brought my real GPS. Also we found out this weekend that Proton Satria's are not slim cars but they can park on a very steep slope at the ski slope even if it does take you several circles of the back roads to find the right one (because the GPS doesn't have it on the map). All in all good weather prevailed and short sleeves were in order for some of it along with sandy little feet.
Just like when Channel 4 couldn't find anything interesting to put on their channel they put on "Art of Landscape" I have a similar solution with archive photos of Llandudno... well let's face it, it could be anywhere.
After Ireland nothing really has happened so I must apologise, not that anyone reads this. This weekend promises less than the last one for you because I think I may be busy.
Ah it's archive pictures again back from July 2006, so as you can guess it's been a busy week and the weekends have not been my own to go out and take something interesting which is pretty poor, even this weekend has been taken over by others and so with the expectation that tomorrow should be no difference, I decided to run an archive so that at least there's something different here at least every two weeks.
So here's a picture of Llandudno's Promenade. It was a pretty warm day as you can see by the picture, I seem to remember this was also the day my brother and his wife attempted to fold their pop-up tent back into the back it popped-up from. The whole process appears to be simple but thirteen minutes later wire cutters were looking preferable.
I never knew that 1996 was the year of the Pier but now I do. I don't think I have ever noticed this before, but then again I probably have. I have walked past it and probably trodden on it enough times, so this time I took a picture to prove that I know. However, despite pointing my picture down at the ground, some people didn't think to avoid the shot so I had to wait. This was a bit like when I was taking a time exposure of York Cathedralís ceiling (I think) and because someone didn't see the camera I nearly got a shot of the inside of someone's dress to much amazement of some French tourists.
A picture of Llandudno Pier last weekend. The sun was out the arcade was full of... OK games and the promanade was good. After a relaxing day there was nothing better than watching my brother and his wife trying to fold a popup tend back into the bag.