Saturday 31 July 2010: TIN TABERNACLE
There's nothing worse than some middle aged guy, wearing Spandex trousers, lying on some third world beach, smoking dope and claiming he's got consciousness expansion. I want conciousness expansion? I go to my local tabernacle and I SING
I have been spending the day with MsGable and after she very kindly allowed me to do a spot of back blipping (entries for 27th, 28th, 29th and 30th July) we then headed off out, to the local hostelry, for a spot of lunch.
Stuffed to the gills, we managed to extricate ourselves from the pub and venture along several country lanes to do a little blip spotting.
MsGable was very gracious in as much as she introduced me to the above building which she had, herself, blipped a while ago. I was entranced by it and the combination of the scroll work on the gate, the curve of the gate post and the linear aspect to the corrugated iron of the building.
I 'christened' the building in this picture the Tin Tabernacle as in the town, near to where I live, there is an old chapel, fashioned, from tin in just the same way and although its official title was some form of church, the older residents of the town always referred to it as the tin tabernacle (it is no longer a religious building but it still survives as a community centre).
I've had a lovely day with my lovely friend but now I must soon away home to my computerless (and therefore blipless) abode.