It’s not a literal cage, it’s just named that way.
Lyme Park is a huge estate to the south-east of Manchester, near the village of Disley, Cheshire. It was recommended to me ages ago but it wasn’t until I got some time off work this June that I finally made a visit there.
I ended up with around 140 photographs, which for my outings is pretty average; but now I’m struggling with what to post on the blog. So I’m going to split them into groups, same as I did with my trip to Haworth. This post is dedicated to The Cage, a structure on a top of a hill. Climbing up there took effort, not gonna lie, but the result was worth it.
More pictures from Lyme Park will follow.
ETA: When I made this post, I was either too tired or too lazy to add more info about The Cage, so I’m adding it now.
The Cage was built by the warrior priest, Sir Piers V, in 1524, and was used either as a hunting lodge or a watchtower. In 17th century it was a holding prison for poachers awaiting trial, and this is where its name comes from. In the 1730s, Giacomo Leoni rebuilt it to make it more hospitable, so that it could be used as a banqueting room. Later it was a home for estate workers.
It is the undoubtedly magnificent cathedral of York–and here I give you the pics.
Dean’s Park. It was wort it coming here in autumn, for sure.
In addition to the normal entry fee (£11.50, valid for 12 months), you can also purchase a trip to the tower for an extra fiver. This means climbing up 275 steps. When I was offered this, my immediate thought was, I probably won’t regret it, so I said yes.
I didn’t regret it.
Although when the woman selling the tickets told me about 275 steps, it never occurred to me it would be this:
I’ve never climbed that high up a spiral staircase, so yay for another new experience!
Trips up the tower are done in groups at regular intervals, so I just joined the next available one.
This is Friends Meeting House in Lancaster. The building featured previously in my post Things That Look Like Faces, which was my contribution to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge.
I don’t have any more photos of this building, so the bonus here is going to be this sign on the side of the house on the opposite side of street.
When I took these pictures, I had no idea what Friends Meeting was–I even feared I was not supposed to actually photograph that house and was doing something naughty. That’s why I only took the one sole pic. Now, of course, I know it’s the Quakers and it seems disrespectful to be using their meeting house for things-that-look-like-faces type of internet thing.
I’ve not done this ever but I had such a productive year of photography, I decided to post some pics from this year that didn’t make it to Some Photoblog. I will also look back to some of my memorable posts from this year.
A snail, snapped not far from my neighbourhood.
City Tower in Manchester city centre. Taken by my smartphone, from the Piccadilly Bus Station. I like this angle.
Radcliffe area, near Bury, north of Manchester. Not quite the moors of Yorkshire, but still offers a great scope for imagination, as Anne of Green Gables would say.
This is in the above mentioned Bury, away form the town centre. Proper farm area, I heard cockerels and everything!
Save the best for last, this is Formby. Visiting Formby was definitely one of the highlights of the year for me. Here I am holding a pinecone, which I have actually kept and even used it in my autumnal and Christmas still life posts!
To say 2018 has been a turbulent year is not an exaggeration. The Beast of the East freezing conditions in February and March were followed by scorching hot summer (there was like four months, of no rain in Manchester and that happens, like, never). Climate change is here–so what are we gonna do about it?
Elsewhere, politically, I best not to even talk about it–but a huge shout out to Ireland, who knows how to do referendums right! (They voted in favour of making abortions legal, which is an issue I will never not feel strongly about, even when I’m dead in the grave.) I also went to two anti-Brexit marches, the second of which was attended by 700,000 people; an event I will never forget for the rest of my life.
Creatively for me it’s been the best year ever. I took over 1000 photographs between May and July, ran a dystopian series, blogged about Kindle eBooks, ducks and trees that look like Yggdrasil. Although I wish WordPress didn’t kill their Weekly Photo Challenge. That was not cool, guys.
So there it is, my 2018 end-of-year recap.
Raise your glasses for 2019 and let’s hope for the best.
If you live in Manchester, or have visited this city any time lately, you’ll know that there is a LOT of construction work going on. New buildings are rising up in every corner of the city centre and you can’t see the sky for the cranes (well, not literally, but you know what I mean).
I’m not here to debate whether this is good or bad for the city, or the fact that the moment a new skyscraper springs up, the number of homeless people on the streets increases. I’m just here to post pictures.
I love how they came out on these photos–so razor-sharp they cut the air.