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Neues Museum, Berlin
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"The opening of the Neues Museum marked a key chapter in the history of 19th-century art, museum design, and technology. Designed by Friedrich August Stüler and built from 1843 to 1855, the building suffered severe damage during World War II, after which it was left as an abandoned bombsite. Emergency measures to secure the structure were only taken in the 1980s.
Painstaking restoration work got under way in 2003 and was undertaken by the offices of the British architect David Chipperfield. The building’s façade and interiors were carefully preserved, the scars of the war were not patched over but rather incorporated into the restoration of the landmarked building. What emerged was a restored historical building that is simultaneously a modern museum." www.smb.museum.de
Plzen line 2 trams feel their way through the rebuilding work at the west end. It looks more like a bombsite at present.
So I was sitting looking out at the bombsite of my garden and I noticed this mark on one of the bird feeders,to me it looks like a skull or maybe I'm going crazy lol
(Day 62 of 365)
It seems quite a poignant moment for me.....looking up at these giant dinosaur-like mobile crushers with their steel claws , pulverising sections of concrete with each bone crushing grasp.
After nearly 20 years of working here it was time to say goodbye.
"..In performance, it's a monologue, and in this monologue you create so many spaces that we can project onto, so many images, one after another. What's also special is that the sound of the voice will create certain vibrations. Sometimes it's not even the word but the space in between the words, a long pause that works magic..."
The bombed ruin of one of the twin churches in Gendarmenmarkt, East Berlin.
This and many other of my photographs are featured in my book "Berlin in the Cold War, 1959-1966" (Allan Hailstone, Amberley Publishing, October 2017), together with the story of my experiences of photographing divided Berlin in those years.
To the left of the view is a bombsite. To the right a distinctive building - perhaps a former fire station. Off to the right the trolleybus wires ran down a side street to provide the Bloomsbury terminus. Changes in post tram years have changed the road layout here significantly.
(a scan from my collection)
The bombed ruin of one of the twin churches in Gendarmenmarkt, East Berlin. The East German government had not even removed the rubble.
This and many other of my photographs are featured in my book "Berlin in the Cold War, 1959-1966" (Allan Hailstone, Amberley Publishing, October 2017), together with the story of my experiences of photographing divided Berlin in those years.
Looking across Castle Park, Bristol, one evening in the autumn of 1981. I was fascinated by this part of the city, and how it had changed beyond recall in one night, 24 November 1940. (A friend and I once overlaid a copy of a pre-war street map onto a contemporary one, and tried to trace the paths of the old roads using such land-marks as had survived, and pacing distances.)
From left to right, we see:
- the spire of St Nicholas' Church (gutted by bombing, rebuilt in the 1970s, but now just used for storage, so far as we could see)
- the tower of St Mary le Port (isolated tower preserved)
- the shell of St Peter's Church (preserved walls and tower)
- the lantern of All Saints', Corn Street (used as a Diocesan Education Centre)
- the spire of Christ Church with St Ewen (still in use)
One of my strongest memories of my very early days in Bristol, was looking out from the sixth floor of the Chemistry Building, over the top of the city, and counting thirteen churches visible from one window.
This picture was one of a series I took, experimenting with a newly-acquired tripod, and the time exposure setting on my Zenit E. Of them all, it was the best compromise between trying to get the sky dark, and still preserve some detail in St Peter's. Even so, I had to make some adjustments to levels.
I doubt that it would be possible to take this picture now, due to growth of trees in the intervening thirty-plus years.
The building was designed by Whinney, Son & Austen Hall and built in 1973-77.
French bank Credit Lyonnais wanted a prestige headquarters ‘discernible from a distance’, and must have been delighted by the result. Marooned on one of the City’s most prominent traffic islands, some 300m from St Paul’s Cathedral (just off-shot to the right), the building purrs 1970s sleek sophistication and pioneering materials.
It was the first building anywhere to be clad in glass fibre reinforced cement (GRC), and the first to incorporate outward leaning windows on a 5˚ angle. The cream pre-cast panels offer a curved façade of arches with deep angular reveals, a sweeping arcade beautifully offset by bronze tinted glass. Polished black granite bands act as string courses at every floor level, masterfully concealing external drainage to prevent dirt staining the cement.
The top storey is turned on its head like the teeth of a Venus fly trap. But sun trap may be a better description, as half of the fifth storey is given over to a landscaped deck with GRC flower boxes and seats, and fine views of its majestic neighbour.
Opinions are divided over this building. Most commentators dismiss it, but there is a small number of admirers (I love it - it's much more interesting than the bland buildings around it). Love it or loathe it - it is distinctive. The triangular site, at the junction of Cannon Street (on the right) and Queen Victoria Street (on the left) is that of a former Wren church, destroyed in the Second World War. The façade is formed of non-load-bearing repetitive cladding units. In each of the major elevations, there is a small number of double-sized bays, which help to relieve the visual monotony. Each floor is subtly larger than the one below it giving the building the appearance that the walls are leaning out.
In front of the building is one of the entrances to the Mansion House Underground Station (District and Circle Lines).
- And on 28 January 2015, 30 Cannon Street was added to the UK's National Heritage List for England.
An image taken by the Force’s photographer in the aftermath of the explosion of a bomb in central Manchester in 1996.
The city was playing host to some of the Euro 96 football championship matches at the time and was in party mood when the massive explosion tore through the heart of the city.
Thanks to the cooperation of the public and some fast work by police officers and other members of the emergency services, nobody was killed and only a small number of people were injured.
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It seems strange to think that when I was born in 1949 that hardly anyone had a television set, let alone a car !
The differences in technology, living standards and how we live, have changed drastically.
The changes to politics both geographically and 'ideology' wise have brought about new peace but new conflicts as well.
What I have found out lately is how much childhood and coming to maturity affects the rest of your life and shapes you for future years.
Music was also a huge part of the 1960s. While Liverpool had the Beatles, the London sound was a mix of bands who went on to worldwide success, including The Who, The Kinks, The Small Faces and The Rolling Stones. Their music was the mainstay of pirate radio stations like Radio Caroline and Radio Swinging England. Creative types of all kinds gravitated to the capital, from artists and writers to magazine publishers, photographers, advertisers, film-makers and product designers.
The last time we had 0% inflation in Britain was 1960.
The 1960's had a serious undertone. It was great whilst it lasted, but because of the rush to change thing's too quickly, the 1970's paid the price with great political unrest and financial disasters.
The differences between working in the 1960's and today are quite striking, especially for younger people and a fine example of this was my first ever full-time job when I was 15 in 1964.
They were days where you worked where you wanted to work, jobs were plentiful, my first wage packet was £6, government figures show that the average weekly wage is £16.
The trend of 'only buy something when you've got the cash' seemed to disappear and more and more Retailers, Car Sales Companies etc., were providing more ways to buy items before you'd paid for them - the credit trend had begun.
There's a saying that "if you remember the 60s, you weren't there"
For many of you the 60s was about rock 'n roll and sexual liberation, while for others the hardship of the 50s lingered long and prevented them from enjoying the nation's rebirth.
Below is a selection of observations about life in the 1960s.
I remember bread, milk, eggs and cheese, etc. all being delivered to your house, enjoying life without internet access and cell phone technology. Being amazed at seeing an E-Type Jaguar on the roads in Bristol. TV was black-and-white in those days and had only recently switched to 625 lines. I still remember the huge 'X' and 'H' shaped aerials used by the original 425 line system, all the TVs and radios using valves of course.
Boys still wore short trousers at primary school, and graduated to long trousers at 11 when you went to secondary school.
The country turned from the black and white austerity of the 40s and 50s into a Technicolor, psychedelic Garden of Eden. Harold Wilson, the new prime minister, hailed the dawn of the classless society. And among white Britons there were fears Britain was under siege from Commonwealth immigrants, a feeling stirred up by Tory outsider Enoch Powell in his famous "rivers of blood" speech in 1968.
Not since before the Romans invaded had long-haired people wandered around in public wearing so little. And not since the early Christians had love been so earnestly declared the answer to almost everything.
A heady optimism was shared by people who had never enjoyed this kind of cultural power before - the children of dockers and factory workers bringing a transfusion of energy that pale, old Britain badly needed.
Having to do your shopping by talking to people over the counter. Frozen milk which pushed the tops off the bottles. Being satisfied the Santa had actually come instead of how much he'd brought. Darned socks. Transistor radios. Being able to play in the street for the whole day hardly seeing a car. Bobbies on bikes. Having a Grandma that looked like a Grandma rather than a big sister. Rag rugs. Roller skates. Wearing clothes on the beach. Footballs with laces. Dad always wearing a jacket when he went out. Homemade go-carts. Prams with big wheels (pre go cart)
Free milk at school every morning in 1/3 pint bottles plus a waxy straw. Black-and-white TV, Watch with Mother, Sooty, The Buccaneers, William Tell, Ivanhoe. A feeling that something was not quite right, borne out by anti-Vietnam demos, industrial disputes, but all seemingly made bliss by the World Cup victory in '66.
In those days there was still something to be proud about in being British. Our expectations were less so we were more content and it was before the advent of Human Rights activists and child psychologists so people grew up with some self discipline and were more content. We did not have to feel guilty every time we got in the car, switched on the light or had a gin & tonic or pint of beer. The only downside was that women had less freedom and married women, particularly mothers, were still expected to stay at home.
Getting a transistor radio and listening to Radio Luxemburg, under the bed clothes. Trying to get in to Top of the Pops when it was taped in an old church in Manchester. The Mersey Sound. Denim skirts and striped sailor tops. The death of Skiffle groups and the rise of electric guitars. Woolworth stores, mod & rockers, Vespa & Lambretta scooters, British built motorcycles and cars, pounds, shillings and pence, Ben Sherman and Brutus shirts, mandatory red socks, ankle high Levi 'Sta-Prest' trousers.
London in 1967 and looking to find somewhere to live. Most adverts for letting advertising in newsagent windows stated 'No Irish, no blacks need apply'. I was very lucky finding a very good English family to let rent one of their rooms. My age was 20 years and it was the first time I was away from home.
It was a time when elderly people were respected, where teaching had some integrity and teachers were well thought of, where there was one gun related murder a year and the culprit duly hanged. We spent our money on rebuilding the families that had been displaced by the war. Our main concern was to get a job, learn new skills build a better future. A time when we were able to enjoy the freedom earned by the efforts of our fathers.
Possibly the most important thing that happened in my life was taking the 11+ test. Amongst my community, and especially my friends, it was considered very 'elitist' to go to Grammar school, and there was scorn and derision hurled at anyone who passed the test and went there.
The slum clearance and the lovely, cosy coal fires and kind, patient teachers. New built council houses, which had, joy of joys, a BATHROOM and hot water; in a previous house the loo was down the street and one had to take toilet paper along on a visit, or use the old newspaper strung on a nail. Until 1969, a bath for me was either a tin bath in front of the fire or, for a treat, a real bath with hot water which cost 6d at the public swimming baths. Even in the new house there was only a coal fire for heating, so on cold mornings frost was scraped from the inside of the bedroom window, and one dressed in front of the open gas oven, turned on full for warmth.
You could leave your doors unlocked and all that happened was that next door would put your milk in the pantry if you were out and the weather was hot. No thieving. No trouble just community spirit. It wasn't called that in those days just neighbourliness
Closeted in the home or watched over by 'helicopter' parents, children lack much of the freedom they had only 50 years ago.
British children's play has been transformed in the last 100 years. Up to the 1960s there were few children who didn't spend much of their free time outdoors, playing in the fields, parks, streets, back alleys, old bombsites and local beauty spots.
This play was unsupervised by mum or dad and children were free to go on adventures far from home. Sadly this world of independent child's play has today largely vanished. One of the important reasons for this decline is the inexorable rise of stranger danger and child abduction in modern Britain.
1960s
The 1960s decade refers to the years from the beginning of 1960 to the end of 1969. It is known as the Swinging Sixties and is associated with the birth of British pop music and fashion.
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Events
1961 - First man in space
1966 - England won the football World cup
1969 - First humans to walk on the Moon
Population
1960 Population of Britain was about 53 million
1960 World's population was just over 3 billion.
Cost of Living
The average house price was £2,530
Loaf of bread 5p
A season ticket to see Manchester United cost £8.50.
Homes and households
Most houses now had a refrigerator and a cooker.
People could buy sliced bread.
Plastic buckets could now be bought.
CoCo Pops were launched in 1961.
Ice lollies and choc ices on sticks became very popular during the 1960s
Electricity
For the first time, virtually all houses had electricity.
Transport
1969 The Anglo-French airliner Concorde makes its first supersonic test flight.
Space
1961 - First man in space. First human space flight to orbit the Earth: Yuri Gagarin, Vostok 1.
1966 - The Soviet Union launches Luna 10, which later becomes the first space probe to enter orbit around the Moon.
1968 - First humans to leave Earth's gravity influence and orbit another world: Apollo 8.
1969 - First humans to walk on the Moon: Apollo 11.
Communications
1962 - The audio cassette invented.
1963 - The first geosynchronous communications satellite, Syncom 2 is launched.
1963 - Touch-Tone telephones introduced.
1965 - Sony markets the CV-2000, the first home video tape recorder.
Television
Most homes had televisions by the end of the decade.
Coronation Street first aired in 1960.
Live trans-Atlantic satellite television via the Telstar satellite was made possible in 1962.
BBC 2 went on air in 1964 and was the first channel to have colour in 1967.
Dr Who first appeared on television during the 60s.
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1964 The first "Top of the Pops" on the BBC
Presenters: Jimmy Savile and Alan Freeman.
Playlist: • Rolling Stones - I Wanna Be Your Man (Promo Video) • The Hollies - Stay (Performance) • Dusty Springfield - I Only Want To Be With You (Performance) • Swinging Blue Jeans - Hippy Hippy Shake (Performance) • Dave Clark 5 - Glad All Over (Performance) • Gene Pitney - 24 Hours From Tulsa (Audience Dancing) • Freddie & The Dreamers - You Were Made For Me (Film Sequence) • The Beatles - I Want To Hold Your Hand (News Footage)
Shops
The first supermarkets opened – mainly in town centres. Now you could buy all your food in one shop.
Houses
In the 1960s, tower blocks were considered a solution to the housing shortage caused by second world war damage and increased population.
Computers
1962 - The first computer video game, Spacewar, is invented.
1964 - The first successful Minicomputer, Digital Equipment Corporation’s 12-bit PDP-8, is marketed.
1968 - The first public demonstration of the computer mouse, video conferencing, teleconferencing, email, and hypertext.
1969 - Arpanet, the research-oriented prototype of the Internet, was introduced.
BASIC (an early computer language) is invented by John George Kemeny and Tom Kurtz.
The computer mouse invented by Douglas Engelbart.
The first computer with integrated circuits made.
Robert Dennard invented RAM (random access memory).
Inventions
1960 - The halogen lamp invented.
1961 - Valium invented. The nondairy creamer invented.
1962 - The audio cassette invented.
The fiber-tip pen invented by Yukio Horie.
Spacewar, the first computer video game invented.
1963 - The video disk invented.
1964 - Acrylic paint invented.
Permanent-press fabric invented.
1965 - Astroturf invented.
Soft contact lenses invented.
NutraSweet invented.
The compact disk invented by James Russell.
Kevlar invented by Stephanie Louise Kwolek.
1966 - Electronic Fuel injection for cars invented.
1967 - The first handheld calculator invented.
1969 - The artificial heart invented.
The ATM invented.
The bar-code scanner is invented.
Health
Dow Corp invents silicone breast implants.
1967 - First heart transplantation operation.
Music
The Beatles began their career. They leapt to fame in 1963 with 'Please, Please Me'.
The Beatles moved through the late 1960s as favourites of the 'flower power' generation - many young people enjoyed 'hippie' music. Other teenagers preferred the music of the 'Mods' - ska music and The Who.
1960 Elvis Presley
1961 Chubby Checker
1962 Cliff Richard
1963 The Beatles
1964 The Kinks
1965 The Rolling Stones
1966 Dusty Springfield
1967 The Monkeys
1968 Jimmy Hendrix
1969 Serge Gainsbourg
Fashion
The 1960s featured a number of diverse trends. It was a decade that broke many fashion traditions, mirroring social movements during the time.In the middle of the decade, culottes, go-go boots, box-shaped PVC dresses and other PVC clothes were popular. The widely popular bikini came into fashion in 1963 after being featured in the musical Beach Party.
Mary Quant invented the mini-skirt, and Jackie Kennedy introduced the pillbox hat, both becoming extremely popular. False eyelashes were worn by women throughout the 1960s, and their hairstyles were a variety of lengths and styles. While focusing on colors and tones, accessories were less of an importance during the sixties.
People were dressing in psychedelic prints, highlighter colors, and mismatched patterns.
The hippie movement late in the decade also exerted a strong influence on ladies' clothing styles, including bell-bottom jeans, tie-dye, and batik fabrics, as well as paisley prints.
In the early-to-mid-1960s, the London Modernists known as the Mods were shaping and defining popular fashion for young British men while the trends for both changed more frequently than ever before in the history of fashion and would continue to do so throughout the decade. Designers were producing clothing more suitable for young adults which lead to an increase in interests and sales.
1960 Doc Martens boots
1962 Teddy Boy suits
1963 Mop top hair
1964 Wigs
1965 The Twiggy look
1966 Mini skirts
1967 Paisley
1968 Body art
1969 Love beads
Toys
1960 Etch-a-sketch
1961 Scalextric
1962 Mousetrap
1963 Sindy
1964 Mr Potato Head
1965 Spirograph
1966 Action Man
1967 KerPlunk
1968 Batman utility belt and the Spacehopper
Transport
New cars of the 60s included the Capri (1961), Consul Cortina ( 1963) and Ford Escort (1968), which replaced the Anglia.
In 1966, the first Intercity train was used, which could travel much quicker than old steam and diesel trains. Many trains now run using electricity, which is much quieter and cleaner.
Holidays
People started to spend more money on holidays. Many people no longer wanted holidays in Britain. Package holidays became popular - people arranged holidays through a travel agent.
Tough Times Ahead
And the Sixties ended as they began, with protests. There were seven million working days lost to strikes in 1969. Even the Mini, held up as a triumph for British design, provided a dark warning about the future of British business and manufacturing because it was sold too cheaply.
The optimism of the Sixties was starting to evaporate and it was clear there were tough times ahead.
On the site of a demolished earthquake damaged building in Christchurch, New Zealand is a Monopoly game square for giants. The Gap Filler Project makes the bare land where once a building once stood into something both interesting and unique and this time they created a massive Monopoly board square. In the game of Monopoly you move your player with a dog, shoe or maybe the hat, but as the most common thing in the City are diggers they have the placed one on the square. There are also two houses on Manchester Street, which is priced at $240.
In Dalian, there is a whole district they are bulldozing, very surreal place all cordoned off like the residents just left. So sad that they are going to replace the whole district with faceless tower block. Take the 414 there before it is gone, the stop is 北港桥汽车站
These slides were used in a lecture presented by JR James at the Department of Town and Regional Planning at The University of Sheffield between 1967 and 1978.
Piccadilly Circus London in 1972 with two London transport RM's on route 159 towards West Hampstead and an RT on route 12 towards Harlesden.
I returned to the cave that night having managed to disarm all of Joker’s bombs that I could detect. I presumed that the GCPD bomb squad had managed to find and disarm a few of them as well. I’d manage to stop most of the bombs from detonating but I’d one lost the Batwing whilst trying to save Mayor Wests life. Joker had rigged a hot air balloon to crash into the Mayor’s office where Gordon was keeping him hidden. The balloon had a bomb hidden inside and Joker had made sure it was timed to detonate just at the time it would be next to the Mayor’s office.
I was able to get the balloon safely out over the Gotham Coast so no-one was harmed in the explosion. It just cost me a plane in the process. Going to be a fun time extracting the wreckage from the bottom of the coast. Who knows maybe Jim will get a search team to do it for me. A guy can live in hope. It took a while to get back to the cave once I’d dealt with the planned attack on the Mayor’s office, I’d forgotten how much of a nightmare it was to traverse the entire city without a car or jet to help. Reminds me of the early years. God they were awful.
Escaping the Batwing just before it’s destruction had also damaged my comms, so I couldn’t signal the Batmobile on to collect me, nor could I hear what dangers Jason was getting himself into. I’d forbidden him from pursuing Joker’s bombs thanks to his actions the previous night. He was becoming sloppy like Dick was in the final days before he left. I knew that if he wasn’t reprimanded before the problem arose he would make the same mistake and I refused to let there be another innocent casualty in my war. There’s been too many of them already.
“Where the bloody hell have you been? I've been trying to reach you for the last hour! He's gone, I couldn’t stop him!”
“Slow down there Alfred. What’s going on here?”
“It’s Jason sir! He’s gone!”
“What? Gone where?”
“He went out in his uniform! He went to try and help you disarm some of the bombs.”
“WHAT?”
“I tried to stop him sir, but he just wouldn’t listen at all. He said he wanted to prove himself to you. Show you that he’s good enough to be Robin.”
I smash my left fist against one of the caves support pillars. Hurts like hell. I knew Jason was reckless when I chose to take him on as Robin in the first place but this is something else entirely. He knows never to head out on his own. Gotham may be his home, but that doesn’t make it safe, especially if you’re wearing a brightly colored costume in the middle of the night.
I race over to the central computer and remove my cowl. I need to track where he is now. I enter the command and the computer begins scanning for the signal given off by Jason’s communicator. Come on. Find him. The last thing I need is for him to find Joker, or worse Joker find him first. After about a minute I’m able to track down his communicator’s signal. It’s nowhere near any of the previous bombsites. That’s worrying more than it is comforting. Why is he so far away from any of the bomb sites?
Sadly my question is very quickly answered. The computer locates the communicator and it also gets a live feed from it.
“You know the folks at Arkham say I have anger issues, and that the best way for me to deal with them is to let it all loose! Haha. How unfortunate for you.”
“Urumph”
I could tell he was hitting Jason with something. I couldn’t identify with what but I didn’t need to know. What I needed was to get him out of there. I reach into a crate and pull out another cowl. This one should have a working communicator in it so I can keep track of what’s going on between Joker and Jason. I race to the batmobile, Alfred follows behind me incredibly distressed by what he’s heard.
“That son of a bitch will kill him. You’ve got to get to him.”
“I’m on it Alfred.”
“This wouldn’t be happening if I just managed to stop him….”
“This isn’t the time Alfred, I’ve got to get to Jas…..”
“Is that communicator of yours still working junior? I hope it is or papa-bat will ever know that it was me who put the naughty child back in line. Now come on, you need to tell me which way is better. Forehand, or backhand?”
“ARGH! You fuc…ARGH!”
“Naughty bird. Where are your manners. What would Daddy say if he heard you saying such vulgarisms. Kids these days. No respect. Now come on. Forehand?
“FFFFFF”
“Or backhand?”
“I swear to god….arhhh…when he gets here you’ll be sorry.”
“Looks like someone’s bored of the baton. Let’s move on. Ladies and Gentlemen! Introducing our newest guest. Mr. Baseball bat!”
“You’re delusional…..Napier.”
Jason you shouldn’t have done that. If there’s one thing you don’t do when you’re at the mercy of that psychopath it's try to insult him. I leap into the batmobile and it roars to life as I speed off to the co-ordinates. Hang on Jason. Just hang on.
“Just for that we’ll move on. I hear Miss Crowbar is very keen to meet you. Boy.”
St Philip Neri Church Liverpool is home to the Roman Catholic chaplaincy to the Universities in Liverpool. It features a Byzantine inspired design by PS Gilby and was built between 1914 and 1920. There are exterior friezes depicting the Last Supper and of Our Lady and the Child Jesus inscribed with the two titles given to Our Lady at the Council of Ephesus in 431 AD, i.e. 'Deipara' (Latin: Mother of God) and 'Theotokos' (Greek : Bearing God) over the door onto Catherine Street. There is also a large stone incribed in Latin set in the wall bearing the name of Thomas (Whiteside), Archbishop of Liverpool 8 Oct 1916 which dates from the time the church was constructed. The parish grew from the school named 'The Institute' which opened in 1853 in nearby Hope Street. It was visited by the founder of the English Orotarians (Cardinal) John Henry Newman of The Oratory of St Philip Neri in Edgbaston, Birmingham. The parish and later the church were named after Saint Philip Neri in honour of Newman since Philip Neri had founded the original Oratory church in Rome. Parish registers of the church dating as far back as 1864 can be inspected at the Liverpool Record Office.
In the 1950s, the then priest Dr John Garvin, transformed an adjoining bombsite into a Spanish garden, 'El Jardin della Nuestra Senora' - the Garden of Our Lady. the church became the chaplaincy for the Universities (The University of Liverpool and Liverpool John Moores University) in September 2001 when the old Liverpool University chaplaincy relocated from its previous home on the cathedral precinct opposite the University of Liverpool Guild of Students on Mount Pleasant. The church, which is a Grade II* listed building, recently received a grant of £72,000 to help remedy water ingress damage to its mosaic tiling.
21 June 1981
Looking across the bombsite that became St Paul's Thameslink.
I believe there was a Ludgate Hill station to the left of this foto, the remains of which appear in another foto.
That would be Pilgrim Street in the foreground.
*(Scan - see large). Top pic, (in early fifties) me with dad's old Kodak camera loaned to me for this school trip to tour Bootle & Liverpool Docks.
Btm pic - L to R:Terry Barrington, John Boyes and yours truly. All of us @ 12 years old, having recently passed the "11 Plus" education examinations and gained entry to Bootle Grammar School for Boys. Note Terry proudly sporting his prized school blazer.
Where we're stood is the (levelled and grass overgrown), bombsite of a very large church which suffered a direct hit from a German, Luftwaffe landmine and was totaly destroyed. Flying debris tore a large hole in our own house roof, about 50 yards to right, and all the windows were blown out. Thankfully, no injuries to family.
New wall & large wooden building in background belonged to Joseph Gardner & Sons, Timber Importers. We were constantly in trouble for climbing over the wall to play in the wood yard.
Behind old wall (@ rear,right) is school playground of Salisbury Road Infants' School ~ my first school, which I attended from age 5 to age 7.
Just finished sketching geese from photos by my brother, Sumner Fowler in California...he has always said I was free to use his stuff anytime...sooooo...today, for the 1st time I thought, hey, I should sketch some birds from Sumner's work..and why didn't I do this YEARS ago?!...I have lots of bird photos by me, too...but his work is so much better--he's known for how he captures them...what I did was get out my home made sketching bombsite...made of cardboard and thread crosshiars...use just a #6 Daler Rowney Graphic pencil..that's all...I never considered it an all around tool for sketching..but it is...I could use a light touch and then the richest darks I wanted, too. I'm using very good tracing paper and I have tried many kinds...this Jack Richeson's 9X12 25lb/acid free tablet is the BEST...I know when I draw on it (I use a plain piece laid on the drawing underneath not to smudge it..or I'd use a bridge of some sort if needed....I know if the sketches pan out to be something I want to watercolor I can
transfer them to good watercolor paper..if I spray the original sketches with Krylon Matte Spray---they are now smudge free. In transferring, not everything has to be trasferred---just enough to get me going etc. By the tiime I got to the 4th goose I was on a roll but tired...just sayin...practice practice practice etc....
Yup, a bomb was blown up here just minutes before this picture was taken (See vimeo.com/14989788 for video of the bomb!).
You can clearly see the crater from the explosion, along with the fuse line right the way down the beach.
How cool?!
In April 1963, on assignment from Boyfriend magazine, Fiona Adams photographed the Beatles against a "bombsite"-like backdrop. It was at the corner of Euston Road and North Gower Street, where demolition work was going on for the widening of Euston Road. Rephotographed by Piet Schreuders in 1988 (Neg 488-11)