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Durham/Seaham 2016

Howdy folks,

So the Edinburgh story and slideshow post isn’t quite ready yet, mainly because Vanna took over 400 pictures and I’m still trying to figure out which ones to use. In the meantime, I’m going to test out the Photobucket slideshow option with the pictures she took from Durham and Seaham this Christmas. There isn’t much I need to say for commentary, but I will apologize in advance for my creepy smile. That’s why I keep  my mouth closed for pictures, people.

Right…hopefully this works. If it goes well I’ll use Photobucket for the Edinburgh pictures too.

Enjoy!

Alex

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EDIT: It appears I can’t get the slideshow to embed in the blog post by the Photobucket link and I’m too lazy to mess around in the settings to find a way.  I’ll work on it more for the Edinburgh slideshow, but for this? Please hit the link above. It’s worth it for the little bird.

Botanic Garden Pictures

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Today my dad and I went to the Botanic Garden in Durham. It was a very muggy (humid and cloudy) morning, so it wasn’t the greatest time to visit, but we still had a nice walk around. As you can imagine by the fact I’m posting on this blog (the title may have also tipped you off), I brought my camera and the slideshow is below.

Before you see it, I would like to offer an apology for the quality of today’s pictures (and my poor grammar in this sentence). I’d like to blame it on the weather (the lighting was awful, people) or the deficiencies of the camera (every picture looked blurry through the viewfinder, and didn’t look much better afterwards) but really, I have to look at myself (though I think those other two things were big factors) and understand I was to blame. Simply put, I was…

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Finchale Priory (The Actual Priory This Time)

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Unfortunately Vanna wasn’t able to fix my photos of Finchale Priory; though it was a simple edit, she didn’t have the software to do it. She didn’t have explanation for the orange mark either. It definitely wasn’t the sun, so we’ll have to assume it was something on the lens. Or a weird, orange ghost that lives in the Priory. You know, whichever is most plausible.

Anyway, I have uploaded the pictures into a slideshow regardless. Though I’m annoyed with the quality (if I’d known at the time, I would have just went around again), I didn’t want you to miss out on seeing Finchale Priory. Hopefully the blur doesn’t ruin the pictures for you. And if it does…well, there’s nothing I can do about it now. So…tough.

Ahem.

Right then. Enjoy the slideshow.

P.S. I noticed a few of the links on this site (the ones in my first…

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Finchale Priory

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After our trip to Seaham, we spent the afternoon at Finchale Priory. Situated by the River Wear, Finchale was somewhere that Vanna and I planned to visit at Christmas, but we never got around to going. So much like Souter Lighthouse, I went without her instead. Hey, it wouldn’t be right if both of us missed out, would it?

Anyway, I took pictures of both the Priory and of the surrounding area. Unfortunately there is a problem with the Priory photos; a weird mark, presumably on the camera lens, has left each picture with a faint orange blur on it (not a sunspot, I hasten to add). No idea what it is, but it is noticeable enough to bother me. I’ve sent the affected pictures to Vanna, who hopefully will be able to fix them for me, but won’t be able to look at them until later day. Fingers crossed…

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Crook Hall Revisited

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Today I went with my Aunt to Crook Hall in Durham. This is the second time we’ve gone there together (you can see the pictures from my first trip on this photography blog post) and I’m thoroughly glad we revisited. And even happier I decided to bring my camera again.

Why? Well, not only was it a wonderfully sunny afternoon (when we went last time it was overcast, which didn’t exactly help create the greatest pictures), the gardens just looked wonderful today. The flowers were in full colour, and it was all so vibrant and beautiful. When we went in mid-September, though it was an enjoyable experience, we didn’t really get to see the gardens in all their glory. In contrast, today was simply perfect to go along.

Still, I was a little wary about replicating my shots, so I was a bit more restrictive with my camera than…

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Bah, Buses!

Today, I went to Bishop Auckland for a job assessment. Because I have never been to Bishop on my own before (I used to watch the local team play with my dad), this was definitely going to be an adventure…albeit a rather mundane one. I would be venturing into new territory, which carries the risk of getting lost, and I’d be relying on unfamiliar buses to get me there.

That’s right; buses. Now, older followers to this blog will be aware of my relationship with buses. It is mostly a love-hate thing, as they love to rip me off, and I hate them for doing it. And if that wasn’t enough, when they aren’t ripping me off, the buses are breaking down, turning up late, or, uh, not bothering to show up at all.

But this time, things were going to be different. I was leaving way in advance of my appointment (I even went for a bus early, just in case), I knew what ticket to get, and I’d memorized the times for getting home. I was ready. For once, I was going to enjoy my journey; sit back, relax, and listen to my music. It was going to go perfectly.

So, the first bus came along and I got on it. No rush, no problem. I asked for my ticket (a Green + Turquoise day pass), handed over my money, grabbed the ticket and put it safely in my pocket. Job done.

Then at the Durham bus station, I got off to wait for my second bus. It arrived, I got on. I showed my ticket, and began looking for a seat…only to be stopped because my ticket wasn’t right. To my surprise, I only had the green zone, when I needed the Turquoise zone too in order to get to Bishop Auckland. Apparently, my first bus driver had neglected to include both zones in my fare.

…really? How did you manage that, Ms bus driver? It wasn’t a difficult task. You just had to listen for ten seconds. I’m sure you do it a thousand times a day. I know I didn’t mumble it. I was loud and clear. There was no reason to get it wrong.

And it’s not like turquoise is a word you can ignore either. I would have thought it would stand out the most in a sentence with ordinary words like ‘ticket’ and ‘pass’, but clearly her brain operates in a different way to mine. Maybe she just doesn’t understand words that have the letter q in them. Who knows?

Anyway, I explained the situation to Mr bus driver, and asked if he could just add a zone onto my ticket; each zone after the first usually costs around £1. No big deal, I thought, but apparently he can’t do that. I would have to pay full price. Instead of paying £6.10 (which is ridiculous enough already), I would have to pay £9.30.

*sigh*

So, I didn’t really enjoy the journey as planned. I accept it was probably my fault for assuming the driver was competent and not checking the ticket when I got it (as the bus was busy, my focus was finding somewhere to stand where I wasn’t in the way). But still, I think the driver should accept some responsibility. Again, I must ask how she could hear ‘green’ but not ‘turquoise?’. The ‘and’ I said between them should have also been a hint to the fact I wanted more than just one zone.

Dear me.

How did I do at the assessment, you say? Oh, it was fine; I didn’t get lost, and I was on time. Nothing much happened however; I signed some forms and that was about it. In and out in thirty minutes (and twenty of those minutes I was just waiting to be seen). As I had paid so much for my ticket, and spent over two hours getting there and back, it was a bit disappointing to only be there for that long, but hey ho. If it leads to something, it will be worth it.

Moral of the story? Assume everyone around you is an idiot.

Or learn how to drive a car when you have the money to afford it. Whatever.

 

Speak to you later,

Alex

Crook Hall And Gardens

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Today I went with my Aunty Anne and Uncle Johnny to Crook Hall in Durham. I’ve never been before, so naturally I brought my camera and took lots of photos. They aren’t my best work (the lighting wasn’t good, my camera wasn’t good, and uh, I wasn’t very good) but they should give you an idea of what it was like. And to make it easier to go through them, I’ve split my photos into three categories. Enjoy!

Crook Hall: Exposed beams, fancy furniture and a doorway that is way too low for people like me.

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Gardens: Includes pictures of a cat I followed, some horses, and a maze. Oh, and a giant statue that is both weird and hideous in equal measure.

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And finally, a few pictures of me! My pose never changes…

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