It lies alongside the Rochdale Canal, and is actually called Canal Street. Its origins go back to the 1980s when the first gay bars and restaurants started opening here.
Previously on Some Photoblog I have posted pictures of the Alan Turing Memorial, which is in Sackville Gardens, a small park in the same area. As you may know, Alan Turing was prosecuted for his sexuality, despite contributing enormously to the Allies’ victory in WW2 by cracking German military codes. The 2014 movie The Imitation Game tells this story, with the ever brilliant Benedict Cumberbatch in the main role.
Apparently, the street sign for Canal Street occasionally gets vandalised–they scratch off the letter C. It’s such a lame, tired joke, honestly. Like, you think a million people haven’t already tried that before you?
Anyway, pictures by smartphone, taken on my lunch break!
You know what’s genius about this? That is the statue of Sir Robert Peel. Robert Peel (1788-1850) was a Conservative politician; he served as a Prime Minister and a Home Secretary under Queen Victoria, and was also–the founder of the modern police force.
At least I hope so, it’s certainly looking that way. It is a bit too early–these pictures were taken on the same day as the Peaky Blinders sets ones of the previous post, so the penultimate day in February. They’re all from St John’s Garden, a little park in Central Manchester, on the edge of Castlefield.
See that crow in the tree? (It seems to be my thing, birds in trees.) It was cawing its head off, but what was funny was that it sounded hoarse, as if it had a sore throat. I can’t describe it any other way. People were looking at it and laughing.
If you’re a fan of Peaky Blinders, you probably know that Season 6, recently announced as the final, is being filmed now. Some of it shot here in Manchester, as the architecture offers the perfect environment for the interwar Birmingham that is the show’s setting.
My phone notifications informed me that filming was taking place in Castlefield, so I thought, let me go there to check it out this Saturday. So I did. Not by the order of the Peaky Blinders, only by the order of me. (Before you ask, no, I didn’t see any actors.) This is a selection of pics I took:
I like the props; the chains, the rope, the barrels, the crates, everything.
And last but not least, the Garrison, pub frequented by the members of the Peaky Blinders.
With green screen.
I didn’t want to take my camera; all the pics are taken with my smartphone. It turned out it was better anyway–the phone’s lens is small enough to fit between the bars of the barriers.
I had not watched the show yet when they filmed all the previous seasons, so I’m really lucky that I got a chance to see the sets for the final season. There were supposed to be seven altogether, but due to coronavirus they shortened it to six.
Manchester has been a popular location for filming, among others, some Captain America The First Avenger scenes were filmed here. This article gives more details.
Of course, you find hand sanitisers at all sorts of places these days but what’s funny about this one is that it’s installed there temporarily. As you are no doubt able to observe, these are market stalls. Markets in Piccadilly Gardens only open Wednesday to Saturday (maybe Sunday, but I have no idea, I’ve not been to town on a Sunday in years). So when the markets are not there, neither is the hand sanitiser. I just love it so much.
I took a few pics of Manchester after lockdown while I was still going to work (I’m classed as a key worker).
Pigeons have now taken over the town (I’ve seen that happen before, albeit briefly), though I wonder how they’ll get fed, as with no people in town eating, there are no crumbs left for them.
Is there any better sign of the bleakness of the times we live in than a closed McDonald’s?
Written in chalk on the pavement:
Entrance to Arndale from Exchange Square.
Printworks–I’ve never seen it shut down in all the 17 years I’ve lived in Manchester.
Well, here’s your gloomscapes, the Universe whispers to which I respond: I did not want this! I only like it when it’s fictional! I only to like to imagine it!
I used to joke often about the upcoming end of the world, never did I imagine it would happen for real. In the future, we will talk about the before and after. Everyone will know someone who has lost someone to the virus.
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
The only way is to hope that the world will change for the better–and work towards it.