Platform in the forest

Thnak God, Spring has sprung at last.  There is green on the shrubs and the birds are singing & calling in a great racket.  It's very welcome, as usual.

I found this rather odd perch (viewing platform?) in the Bass Millennium Wood, on Battlestead Hill at Tatenhill.  I climbed it and sat in it, but for the life of me could not see what whoever built it might be wanting to survey.  It just looked down the dip. 
Maybe they wear a hood and watch birds.  Who knows?

Warm games in the winter damp

At last, the constant rain is starting to ease off - though it comes back in dribs and drabs.

This photo shows what is, to me, a definitive photo of urban England in winter.    In a warm cafe, safe from the cold and damp outside, a mother and child play by drawing shapes in the condensation on the window.

Broken once-palatial gates

The ancient iron gates that guard the perimeter of Patshull Hall on the extremes of the estate have, a lot of them anyway, fallen pretty much into disrepair, and are leaning over, crumbling, or overgrown.

However, underneath the decay, one can see the splendour that once was there.
This photo shows the top of one gate pillar (next to the estate church), with worn heraldic signs and what could be the broken sculpture of a small bird, but actually could be anything.
I suppose the decoration must be something to do with the Legge family, who owned the estate as the Earls of Dartmouth in the nineteenth century.

Grim pub sign

The Black Friar Pub in Newcastle-under-Lyme has a strange & curious sign - as you see.

Yes, a black friar; yes, you see a pint in his hand... but what does the scythe imply?  Surely that makes for a rather uncomfortable resemblance between this figure and the Grim Reaper himself - Death!

Not sure I'd want to go into a pub which has that figure for its 'guardian' - but actually, they do a pretty good pint...

Spring's green man

This Green Man figure is to be found on the archway into Blithfield Hall.  He is a symbol of the natural world, and of Spring.

It is curious how popular the green-man is - and how often it appears in statuary.

Robbie Williams lived here...

The city of Stoke on Trent has recently been celebrating the fortieth birthday of the pop singer Robbie Williams.  Robbie was born in Stoke.

For a while he and his family lived on Victoria Park Road in Tunstall, opposite the park - and now a blue plaque on the park's gate-posts marks the fact.

I always thought that the best local tribute to Robbie came from the BBC Staffordshire website, which depicted his life in a series of photos - in which a doll stood in for the pop-hero!  You may agree (or not) - click here to see the life-story.

(Unexpected) working class hero

Sir Robert Peel, the early nineteenth-century politician, was MP for Tamworth - and his statue stands proudly before the Town Hall in the centre of Tamworth to this day.

What is hard to believe is that he was a working-class hero (well - a hero to the working class, in fact). It was he who, when he was Prime Minister, brought crashing down the iniquitous Corn Laws, which protected landowners by ensuring a price for their grain - at the expense of the poor.
Peel split his own party on the issue.  Historians may well dispute about his motives, but I still think it was a brave, principled act.

Weather is nuts

The current weather patterns are slightly nuts.  Yesterday was blistering rain, bits of hail, and stormy winds - all culminating in a three-hour electricity power-cut.

Today was all sweetness and light, with a gentle sunshine soothing its way across the landscape.  The daffodils are shooting. Etc Etc.
Inded, this view across the fields at Wrottesley Old Park near Pattingham was balm for the soul.

But ...tomorrow is due to be nasty again.

I remember Warmth...

It snowed today - albeit briefly.  What did manage to stick then fled before some sudden bright sunshine.

Nevertheless, it is still cold; and I remembered fondly my trip to warm Malta last year.

Strangely enough, even when in Malta, I was reminded of Staffordshire - when an Arriva bus came flashing past me.  Arriva, which runs many of the bus-routes in Staffordshire, recently won the contract for Malta's bus services too.
Small world.

Flood blocks path

The constant rain of the past few weeks has not caused the same level of problems in Staffordshire as it has in the south of the country - but this photo shows how water-logged the ground has become even here.

This is my usual path across the Doxey Marshes - but, as you can see, it's flooded.  It's a foot deep at the worst; I'd have needed wading boots to get along it and still have had dry feet...