Author Archives: Hazel
This film was made in Germany, it started off in Britain, and the two female leads were Americans. And I love this point about silent films, the actors’ nationality or accent makes no difference at all to my perception of … Continue reading
I love the films of Alfred Hitchcock. I have over the years seen practically all of his extant feature films with only a handful of pre-1934 missing from my list. Andy and I recently bought a box-set of his silent … Continue reading
Hanwell has several ghost signs. These two are on the back of buildings that fronted the Uxbridge Road. They are visible from Station Road and presumably were there to encourage potential shoppers coming from the direction of the station. The … Continue reading
I’ve lived in Hanwell for twenty years now and this was the first really good view that I’ve got of the waste trains that go and from the waste transfer station down in Brentford.
After seeing 9 Lives by Dave McKean at the British Library, Andy and I decided to walk to Russell Square rather than get on the tube straight away at Kings Cross for the Piccadilly line. The late evening sunlight was … Continue reading
I saw this beehive behind Two Peas in a Pod on Church Road. If you look carefully you can actually see one of the bees but in actuality there was plenty of activity.
Barnes Old Cemetery is an abandoned and, hence, overgrown graveyard near the common. I was a little disappointed in its lack of romanticism but perhaps I wasn’t in the mood or the light wasn’t right.
Around about eight in the evening the light outside became a lovely golden colour. I went upstairs to look out my bedroom window expecting to see a rainbow but instead I saw these beautiful skies. It was raining but instead … Continue reading
Andy and I cycled to the London Wetland Centre at Barnes where the sun decided to grace us with its presence. That led to hives which I have never had before and I’m still itchy today. However, it was worth … Continue reading
One of the two Asian short-clawed otters tumbling underwater in the enclosure at the London Wetland Centre in Barnes. I think it was trying to get the sand out of its pelt after a quick roll around on land.