All my Amazon deliveries today were in a very concentrated spot in Stamford. Which made for a nicer than usual (at least of late; too many deliveries in Peterborough!) delivery route, albeit it was, literally, freezing.
Seeing how the other half live, on occasion, is a mixed bag. It’s nice to enjoy the splendour of these beautiful buildings, even if only very momentarily. But it also rubs one’s schnozzer in the fact that this isn’t where one resides oneself.
This picture, above, is the rear of the palatial gaff pictured above it, mit portico, etc. Shot from down the bottom of the rather sweet little Barn Hill Mews cul-de-sac, where I had a package to drop.
Some prime portals on Barn Hill. Look at these, above and below. Huge doors, massive knockers (snurf!). And check the tiny weird shaped letterbox on the one below. Almost no post will actually be small enough to pass through that little aperture.
I took a few shots in town, as the evening light was lovely. And there’s so much photogenic architecture, all begging to be papp’ed.
Above, All Saints, shot from Red Lion Square. Just one of Stamfords’ several grand churches. Why, pray, so much impressive ecclesiastical architecture? In looking for an answer I found this:
At this time the town was of great importance having been granted a charter by King Henry III in 1256. It then possessed six monasteries and priories, six religious colleges and no fewer than 14 churches. This unusually high density of religious establishments was renowned throughout Europe.
Read more here.
Being in an abstemious phase, I only parked near The George. I dursn’t go inside. As I’m orff the sauce for good. Instead I walked over the bridge – see pics below – to the St Mary’s Bookshop, for to see their Ernst Haeckel Taschen book (a handsome 40th Anniversary edition). Only to decide I could’nae afford it.
The views from the bridge were lovely at this time (I forget exactly when; poss around 5pm?). With the evening light, and a clear (and freezing) sky.