My little sister called on Mum and Dad to look after my nephews this weekend, which meant I’ve been home alone … I filled my time this Saturday by taking a little trip on one of the new lines of Manchester’s Metrolink System.
Upon landing in Rochdale town centre, I took a walk through the town market and saw the restoration of Rochdale’s historic bridge, which crosses the river roch, which gives the town its name. I reached the Pioneers Museum on Toad Lane (Catchy Name!), which gave a comprehensive tale of the Co-operative society, its aims , values and people behind it in its infancy. It reminded me upon arrival of Matthew Tomlinson’s shop in Lark Hill Place in Salford. The Museum’s front door was dressed as if you were back in time in the 19th Century, and beyond that weights and measures of the time were displayed as you were greeted by an original counter marked out with the 7 principles of the Rochdale pioneers…
As part of the first world war centenary – there was a lot of focus on what families sent to loved ones out on the front line as well as tales of the co-operative staff sent out to serve on the allied lines during the war.
There was also a section in the museum on the Pioneers work with the Woodcraft folk, an organisation similar to the scouts, without the early military aspect.
I got back on the tram at Rochdale station and headed for my next stop, Oldham Gallery. which was brimming with artworks from renowned artists from Oldham and the surrounding area. I enjoyed looking at the paintings, and the sculpture studio was a pleasant surprise – the bronze of LS Lowry raised a grin. Equally the tales of famous sons and daughters of Oldham made me smile, and there was a brief military exhibit in relation to the first world war – as part of the centenary celebrations organised by the Imperial War Museum*. I had to hold my stomach to get through the taxidermy exhibit though….Might be nice to look at, but Owls and Birds of prey should be flying over the Pennines – not be on display in it’s museums.
I raised a smile at the wall of famous sons of Oldham – I am a fan of Eric Sykes’ comedy and enjoyed reading his story in the museum, I liked the goon shows he helped write with Spike Milligan.
I finished the visit off by having my lunch in the Museum Café ….A lovely sandwich salad – Really nice food and friendly staff. After a brief walk around the town centre and enjoyed the Pennine views, I headed for home with my memories of the day stored on my camera. Best bit of the day enjoying the pennine views and the lovely gardens in both of these Lancashire towns.
*small addendum – I volunteer at the Northern Branch of the Imperial War Museum during the week, so it was great to see what other museums were doing as part of the centenary celebrations.
A tale of the old cargo cranes that once stood proud by Ontario Basin on Salford Quays.
They stood side by side
On the edge of the basin
Dressed in their regal blue
The sky above as clear as day
With the sun reflecting their noble form in shadow.
Once giants of the waters edge
Two Colossus of their time
Lifting precious cargo from ships from far and wide
The mighty ships have left now
No longer passing by.
Stopping now at another destination.
The birds in the skies the cranes only friends
As new craft live in their basin
Their noble arms no longer needed
As the boats are too small now
For them to give aid.
I’ve been looking over my notebook this morning and a common theme seems to have taken place.
My love for pen drawing (not taking photographs of) places I’ve been to…
Whilst I was on holiday in Turkey, the lagoon beach on Oledeniz gave me lots of opportunities to capture the surroundings around me. And whilst i’m not an avid sunbather – I had plenty of time to develop a tan while I was doing it.
The drawings are of the Roman Ruins near to the Lagoon area of Oledeniz. They have been well preserved and are now offset against the beach clubs and sandy beaches of the hotels in the area. Old Roman Bricks now settle with Turkish Flowers and Sun Loungers, and it was wonderful to see.
In some places the local wildlife used the piles of marble as a cool hiding place from the sun. Aside from the sun, the area reminded me of Castlefield’s Roman Wall…but without any of the facelift!