Kings Lynn is graced with a great deal of fabulous architecture. I was in town to flog off a Tanglewood guitar, at Cash Converters. Alas, times are hard.
I got £80 for the axe. Which was a good result. I got the guitar for nothing. It’s bridge had come away from the body. And the owner didn’t want the hassle or expense of fixing it. I was keen to try my hand at making and fitting a new bridge. Which I did very successfully.
Until I examined it more closely, I didn’t know what this building was.
I do love these old doors. Esp’ when they’re green.
Sounds like there’s more to The Guildhall than meets the ear.
This metal plate on the pavement is interesting. I’ll have to look into the whole Kings Lynn whale thing.
The town prison has a museum. I didn’t go in, cause it costs, and I’m broke. But get a load of those shackles or manacles, or whatever the Hell they are.
I saw a poster advertising an event at the Duke’s Head Hotel: A Jazz life, featuring a drummer I know, John Petters. What a great venue for such things.
As I was thinking of leaving, I passed the above tower. It’s set in a lovely little park. Some photos of which I include below. The tower was originally at the centre, kind of, of an enormous complex of buildings.
On another side of the park, the above walls intrigued me. Going round to the from one sees the building pictured below. A library. What a terrific building. If only modern libraries – and other municipal buildings – might be so beautiful.
Look at the doors below. Now these are proper portals!
Inside there’s this atrium, and a stained-glass feature in the roof. Exquisite!
And just off the atrium, there’s this fabulous spiral staircase.
I finally headed home, satiated, with a bellyful of architectural indulgence. En-route home the heaven’s opened. And there were, afterwards, some very impressive cloudscapes.
