Posted by: andrewjohnberry | August 19, 2011

Real Paper Architecture

This looks interesting : http://lebbeuswoods.wordpress.com/2011/08/17/real-paper-architecture/

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Posted by: andrewjohnberry | August 2, 2011

Megastructures

The kids and I have a weakness for watching programs on the telly about the construction of big things (although in the case of the kids it might just be an excuse to stay up later). Even Maria quite likes watching them if there are no reality TV shows on. We’ve just watched one about the construction of the “Bird’s Nest” Stadium for the 2008 Olympics in Beijing.

The Bird’s Nest Olympic Stadium, Beijing

This is the sort of nightmarishly complex project you could only complete with unlimited money, unlimited numbers of workers and an unpleasant government. Never-the-less, it’s pretty impressive. I rather like it, too. I suspect that the one in the East End of London in 2012 won’t be quite as elaborate.

Posted by: andrewjohnberry | August 1, 2011

Watercolours of Cyprus

My brother, Martin Berry, is an illustrator, art teacher and (now) architect. A few weeks ago he was on holiday in Cyprus, but his camera was broken. He was therefore obliged to fall back on his drawing and painting skills to produce the following Pen & Watercolour sketches.

Picture 1

 

Picture 2

 

Picture 3

Posted by: andrewjohnberry | July 31, 2011

Chocolate Box Photos

Sometimes a photo just composes itself. It happened yesterday when we were walking back from the entrance to the Mile Tunnel on the Leeds-Liverpool Canal in Foulridge (just outside Colne) towards Cafe Cargo, where we were to have tea with Grandma. Here’s the shot.

Cafe Cargo on the Leeds-Liverpool Canal

Posted by: andrewjohnberry | July 31, 2011

Cargoes

Cargoes (by John Masefield)

QUINQUIREME of Nineveh from distant Ophir,
Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,
With a cargo of ivory,
And apes and peacocks,
Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.

Stately Spanish galleon coming from the Isthmus,
Dipping through the Tropics by the palm-green shores,
With a cargo of diamonds,
Emeralds, amythysts,
Topazes, and cinnamon, and gold moidores.

Dirty British coaster with a salt-caked smoke stack,
Butting through the Channel in the mad March days,
With a cargo of Tyne coal,
Road-rails, pig-lead,
Firewood, iron-ware, and cheap tin trays.

Posted by: andrewjohnberry | July 31, 2011

Eccles Cakes

Eccles Cakes

I’ve just rediscovered Eccles Cakes. I was wandering round Tescos doing the weekly shop, and there they were on the shelf – calling out to me.

As everyone knows, an Eccles cake is a small, round cake filled with currants and made from flaky pastry with butter and can sometimes be topped with demerara sugar. As everybody also knows, Eccles cakes are sometimes called “Squashed Fly Cakes” in the same way that fruit shortcake biscuits are known as “Squashed Fly Biscuits”.

For some reason, Eccles Cakes always remind me of my Grandma.

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