the orwell bridge
the orwell bridge
29th January 2020
Having worked in Ipswich in the late 1990's I became quite familiar with it on my daily journey. Opened in December 1982 it completed the much needed bypass around Ipswich and the relentless heavy traffic bound for Felixstowe docks no longer rumbled through the town centre.
I needed a starting point for my project and this geographically being the furthest east seemed the natural place to start. I had never ventured off the well trodden path of the A14 and had no idea you could access the base of this majestic structure.
For some reason unknown to man, I am drawn to the delights of Brutalist Concrete Architecture and these pillars and posts really 'floated my boat' and form the main part of this set of photographs.
It was a bright and chilly winters afternoon when I visited this site just east of Wherstead in Suffolk and with the sun setting in the west a lovely golden glow was cast over the bridge brightening up the cold grey concrete and creating some warm reflections in the River Orwell.
The images below capture both the stark industrial concrete structure and the rural location on the banks of the River Orwell.
To view the full size images click and scroll through the gallery.
29th January 2020
Having worked in Ipswich in the late 1990's I became quite familiar with it on my daily journey. Opened in December 1982 it completed the much needed bypass around Ipswich and the relentless heavy traffic bound for Felixstowe docks no longer rumbled through the town centre.
I needed a starting point for my project and this geographically being the furthest east seemed the natural place to start. I had never ventured off the well trodden path of the A14 and had no idea you could access the base of this majestic structure.
For some reason unknown to man, I am drawn to the delights of Brutalist Concrete Architecture and these pillars and posts really 'floated my boat' and form the main part of this set of photographs.
It was a bright and chilly winters afternoon when I visited this site just east of Wherstead in Suffolk and with the sun setting in the west a lovely golden glow was cast over the bridge brightening up the cold grey concrete and creating some warm reflections in the River Orwell.
The images below capture both the stark industrial concrete structure and the rural location on the banks of the River Orwell.
To view the full size images click and scroll through the gallery.
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On April 7th we arrived in Perth for a 12 night stay in the Tuart Hill area of the city where our son is now living. This time we had rented an apartment through Airbnb and we experienced what it must be like to live in Perth.
Fortunately Ben had a car and was happy to show us around the local area and also further afield. We visited The Pinnacles which was a 2 hour drive north along the coast and York, which was about the same distance inland as well as Fremantle.
It was just as well we did have Ben to show us around as some of these places weren't accessible by public transport.
Being in Perth was a totally different experience to being in Tokyo. It was less busy and built up and the climate and terrain were totally different.
Gone was the Cherry Blossom, Temples, Neon Lights and bustling, but orderly atmosphere and in was the sunshine, beaches, palm trees and Gallah's.
Perth had a lot in common with England which made it easier for us to settle in, but even in the autumn the weather was warmer than a British summer.
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