With nothing much other than work happening, it was nice to get out and have a bit of a walk even though it was around Alderley Edge and back to the same Beacon we visited six years ago. This time I got the whole plaque in without having to piece it together like I seemed to have to do with the old QTEK 9100, it was also nice and sunny this time unlike the last.
Prior to this we went to the Mind Body and Soul exhibition/thingy/lounge which I should have realised by the name of it that I would hate it. Strangely enough it wasn't that bad, mainly due to it's minuscule size. We paid our four and a half of your English Pounds for one lap of the hall which even at a slow pace took a maximum of 5 minutes. After this we left. Job done.
Just for completeness, (yes I am weird) here's the plaque at the start (or the end) of Stan Brewster's Bridge. I had a run through of my web stats and it looked like someone was looking for this so I'm putting this up just in case. After all I have an image of it, so that's why. Nothing about pictorial glory of course.
As promised here’s the new plaque that replaces this one that is embedded into the Radisson Hotel in the centre of Manchester. Red this time because it is a memorable place. It used to be blue before they started colour coding them. The new plaque misses out the detail that they were there to be addressed by Henry Hunt, though on the new one we do get info on what happened after the military dispersal.
I was running through my old photos and found this one. What's worse is that I cannot find it on my site so I must have omitted it.
Here is the blue plaque that I was talking about in the last post. In fact this is now not there which is surely better. Zamyatin is a little web archive of the past. Of course here is the obligatory Wikipedia link.
What's weird is that it's quite difficult to believe that in the centre of Manchester there was enough space for 60000 people what with the Raddison and GMEX but then again it was just 1 year under 200 years ago.
I shall delay the appearance of the new plaque otherwise Zamyatin will be know as the Plaque site.
A bit of a random one here. I never knew these plaques existed from the Royal Society of Chemistry. Whilst I think I like the idea of other organisations other than Manchester Council thinking for you what is important I do like the quality of the Council's plaques in as much as they tell you why the plaque is there. There's also the worry that if anyone can get in on the act then it will be a little like high class graffiti.
What's great about this plaque on Byrom St is that it is so like a scientist to just list the the details rather than explain exactly what they mean, for instance what is the relevance of this plaque? Did they live here? Were they practising here (I know there used to be a hospital very close)? It does make you think that they lived in one big happy Chemistry house. At least the Manchester Council ones give some impression as to why they are there though they have started getting a little nerdy in as much as the Peterloo plaque used to be blue (as they all used to be) and has now been replaced with a red one which is new colour for an historical place whereas blue is now for an historical person.
I would have taken a picture of the Peterloo one but I shall save that for a special occasion... like Christmas... Oooh that's an idea.
In Stockport just at the back of a Mill on Water St just next to the huge Tescos is this plaque dedicated to the memory of those who worked in the mill and died in the First World War, it's very similar to this plaque except for the fact that this building still stands whereas the other one has been replaced by a car park. Also this plaque seems bright and bold and well looked after. Don't get me wrong, I don't usually hang about the back of mills on a Sunday, this is just where John Lloyd's Kitchens are and on our second visit here I was it and decide that on the third visit I'd get a pic of it and so here it is.
OK it's not been great since coming back from holiday. A lack of motivation guaranteed. No photo ops despite going to Bolton today for shopping. I did want to photo a bridge by my wife swung our drift around the town in a different direction so it's archive pics I'm afraid. I just can't leave zamyatin post free for two weeks.
Mind you I did see what I found is the most annoying car park ever. Floor one is for Ladies only, floor two and three is reserved for contract parking, the fourth is for parent and child and the there's the disabled floor. Finally on floor 6 I found a place I could park. Now don't get me wrong I'm not against disabled parking I'm for it thought I'm not a fan of some of the people who use the spaces (disabled card or not) but the proliferation of special parking spaces is a but ludicrous. You would have thought that the disabled would be on floor 1 however I suspect it might be due to the fact that car park was on a slope and so perhaps I'm being unfair as we left the car park on level 5ish. Did still seem strange, and they didn't give park tickets you get a blue coin. It's all wrong. Change is bad.
Anyway back to the picture. I think there needs no explanation. It's a strange place -Culloden that is- and I recommend you go there. I must admit -and may have mentioned- that I was not in the mood for standing in a field when I went there back in May as it was raining and I had a cold. If you go do the full tour with the presentation, it's really interesting. Of course you can just read the Wikipedia article but of course by doing that you don't get to look at the landscape that the battled played out on which was decisive.
Two pictures badly spliced together here of the plaque on the place where the Armada Beacon in Alderley Edge. It used to be on the ground I believe from Flickr pictures but now it's a little higher on a large block of stone. After getting lost in the woods we found the beacon once the pictures were taken it was up to me to navigate back to civilisation Bear Grylls style (not knowing that this less that 200 yards away from an exit). Luckily no-one had to drink their own urine or Monkey Climb up a crevasse as it was only the sound of the traffic that lead me to our escape. I personally couldn't see my daughter hitching up between two vertical cliffs forget about my inability.
Not that much of an exciting picture but a picture I wanted to take for a long while. This is the post box on Cross St that was in the area that was devastated by an IRA bomb and the plaque says that the post box remained almost undamaged, removed whilst all round it was being rebuild, it was put back in 1999.
Not really so much information on this other than it's where a Fenian Ambush took place. Just near where the old(er) Manchester City ground used to be. Nearly under the railway bridge this plaque stands to mark the event. It's in a strange place, but then again over 100 years ago there probably wasn't a train line.