Tree monster

This tree-monster reminds me of all those story-book trees that 'come to life' - whether in Lord Of The Rings or as features in a children's playground. It has the right number of arms (two!) and a look to say that it is ready to start walking...
It is now just a silhouette of a tree, as it plainly no longer has growth. The long tendrils that seem to have suffocated it (perhaps they were of tree-ivy?) add to the ghoulishness.

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Stafford's Sandonia theatre

The Sandonia - `which was a theatre then a cinema then a bingo hall then a snooker club - is down a back street (Sandon Rd - hence the Sandonia's name) in Stafford, where its grandiose facade stands out among the terraced houses.  When it opened in the 1920s, it must have been a red letter day in those poor streets.

For the last twelve years, it has stood empty, and of its glory only this facade remains. The inside was stripped some time ago, so I guess the Art Deco features inside are barely surviving.

New arms for Keele University

Keele University (founded in 1949 as the University College of North of North Staffordshire) became a university in 1962 - and so is celebrating its fiftieth birthday this year.

The latest reworking of its coat of arms is seen on the banner in the photo above. The Stafford Knot is pre-eminent, while the open book represents learning, and the scythe is the symbol of the Sneyd family (the family which once owned the estate Keele is now built upon).
Apparently, the green slash marks the university's committment to sustainability, which is very modern of them.

See: Keele's heraldry

Lady of the roses

This entombed lady, and the chaplet / wreath of roses about her head, is nearly always the first item to draw the attention of the visitor coming to St Bartholomew Church in Tong. Tong is on the Staffordshire-Shropshire border. 

The story behind the roses is charming.
In medieval times, a local family had to place roses on the statue of the Blessed Virgin in the Lady Chapel at Tong Church once a year (on Midsummer Day). This act was part of a solemn agreement.
When, however, statues to the saints were removed from churches during the Reformation, the locals were not to be thwarted.  Instead they placed the roses on this tomb - which was next to the former Lady Chapel.

In a very English way, the tradition lasts to this day, though the roses are now more likely to be artificial (which is why they last so long, and can be seen on most days!).

By the way, the lady who lies in this tomb is Lady Isabel Pembrugge, who died in the mid 15th century.

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Wallpapers inspired by Stafford

The High House Wallpaper company has an interesting, Staffordshire-angled genesis.

Named after the Ancient High House, an old Tudor building which still stands in the centre of Stafford, the purpose of the company is to harness the creativity of design students at Staffordshire University - as the university's graduates have designed many of the company's patterns.

The range of papers in this photo come from the 'Dorrington Collection' - named after the man who built the Ancient High House four hundred years ago.  The deisgner of them, Anna Drezova, says she took inspiration from the old wallpapers discovered when the property was restored.

The university also lends expertise to the project in the shape of its academics, such as Rowena Beighton-Dykes, who are experts in the history of interior design.

I saw their stand when I was at the London Design Festival.

Animals damage cars

It's a shame that I couldn't take a 360-degree shot of this site, as the village in which these two posts are found (Boundary, near Cheadle) is about as sleepy and untroubled as you could ever find.

So, what the story behind this posting of this notice is is hard to guess!

Devil thwarted - by pyramid

Pyramid-style mausolea aren't unusual, but this one (in Rodney Street, Liverpool) carries a tale.

It is said that William MacKenzie gambled, and one night promised that the Devil could have his soul - once he was "six-feet under" of course - if only he won a big hand. He did.
But MacKenzie had the last laugh. It's said that ordered the pyramid tomb so his corpse could sit in it, and that thus... he would never be "six feet under". Clever.

The graveyard beongs to St Andrew's Church, which has now been decomissioned, and is being turned into luxury flats.
The tomb is being saved I believe - so the new tenants there will always have the salutary warning of MacKenzie's caution in full view.

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Harvest skies

It's harvest time, of grass for silage (winter feed for cattle) as well as crops; and as the cutting & baling machines go along they wrap the grass in large tubes of plastic.
The harvest is late this year because of the continual rain, but today was a wonderful sunshine day.

Do You Feel It Too?

I like public art, and the weirder the better. Something finely-fashioned and placed into our daily environment, no matter how odd, throws a jolt to the imagination I think. It doesn't matter if we even stand there and go - 'what the heck is this???'  It's just good to be (gently) shaken up, IMHO.
Anyway... rant over! 

This piece comes from Hanley Park.  And, no, I have no idea what it 'means'...

Carved and trapped in stone

This carved face seems to me to be trapped in the very stone from which it emerges. The closed eyes and the strands of now dried-up vegetation make the image even the more intriguing.


Fradswell Church, which is where this memorial is sited, is a strange one, being very isolated and quite remote from the village itself.

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