Thank you for your kind comments on my last post. Before the digital camera and the "crop" function, my photographs were very often duds: lots of foreground, heads cut off, out of focus... But I do try to look for the appealing image now.
To Boston, Lincolnshire, to visit friends for lunch. Those who think that the country has lost its distinctiveness should visit Lincolnshire where the landscape, intersected by drainage ditches, is laid out in crop fields harvested on an industrial scale by migrants from eastern Europe. Polish is a second language here, but obviously a first language for many of the workers.
Walking around the town one imagines what it must have been like a hundred, two hundred years ago. The riversides are lined with Georgian warehouses and everywhere there is Georgian detail in the fanlights and windows. It must have been a busy port.
This rare survivor from 1718, fitted between a Polish food shop and an off-licence.
Dominating the whole town, of course, and visible for miles around, is the famous Boston Stump. Nothing stumpy about this spectacular tower.
Like many other places, the town centre has ancient buildings repurposed as pizza houses or nail bars.
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2 comments:
And what impressive results you are getting! I always enjoy your travelogue pics. Thank you for sharing such a variety of unique and special areas of Britain. I look forward to more.
The 1718 house looks straight out of Vermeer. It seems somehow perfect that there's a Polish food shop next door. The painter would've loved that.
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