Thursday, February 26, 2009

Saltaire # 2.

I hadn't realised quite how good the Salt's Mill website was when posted the link. The Hockneys are very largely quite modestly displayed among other articles of curiosity,






and attractive merchandise, stationery, art materials and the like.




So although I did look at them, it wasn't with the same concentration that one would in a gallery solely dedicated to them. There were windows to look out of too.




And yes, Bee and RB, the food in the diner was very good! My disappointment at there being no steak and kidney pie left was almost non-existent, as I was hovering between that and the sausage and mash with onion gravy and chutney anyway. There were probably some rather more exotic things on offer, but you must understand how much I crave this kind of BritNosh. (On which subject, the liquorice allsorts were Tom's present; I don't care for them, and Molly's not allowed. Oddly, Tom doesn't really care much for liquorice per se either, but they are nevertheless among his favourite sweets for the coconutty and fondanty outside bits. You can get something resembling them here, but they are often a horribly lurid imitation, or very expensive or both, not good old Bertie Bassett, Britain's greatest asset. Non-British readers talk amongst yourselves.)
On the way home to Tall Girl's and L's, I took pictures out of the car window. It's very wuthering up there, don't you know.




13 comments:

Kurt said...

Every one of these photos is beautiful.

Reluctant Blogger said...

haha looking at those photos has put "On Ilkley Moor bah'tat" in my head and it'll probably stay there all day.

Oh I feel a bit homesick for the UK with its dark satanic mills, bleak landscapes and heavy skies. And I love it when snow traces out lines on the ground - makes me imagine all sorts of old landscapes.

christopher said...

{{{Lucy}}}

What a wonder you are to have the presence of mind to use the camera. I never think of it. I even bought a small one, just in case but I know I will forget :(

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely photos, you're right it is a bit wuthering...

Julia said...

That house looks just as I imagined Wuthering Heights to look!

I thought the Hockney site quite interesting - and had to especially laugh over the instant art collection for a starlet. I really like how even simple gallery websites have come into their own in the last few years and are truly like having an additional gallery space available, instead of simply acting as advertisement for the brick and mortar gallery.

For an apparently even more accurate rendition of Wuthering Heights, have you seen this site?

Michelle said...

More splendid photographs, Lucy!

Tall Girl said...

Sorry not to have visited/ commented sooner. been insanely busy - and just insane... Lovely memories. The snow long gone now. Another trip to Saltaire would be just the job right now...

Granny J said...

for the record, "wuthering" is not to be found in my very American Webster's Collegiate -- and I realize that I have never thought to look the word up, but just imagined a kind of bleak, glowering sky. I suppose you have to have a moor for the sky to be wuthering. Or am I all wron g, as only an American can be wrong about matters British?

herhimnbryn said...

Home sick
Home sick
Home sick
Home sick ;)

Lucy said...

Thanks all. It's a landscape of a kind I hadn't seen for a long time.

'Wuthering' is in my Collins dictionary as northern dialect for howlingly windy, from Old Norse. I tended to think EB invented it. That website's rather fascinating, Julia. Haworth was very nearby here.

TG was saying she tried to reread Wuthering Heights recently and found it unpalatably horrible, and interestingly one of my French students quite unprompted said the same thing, describing it as 'abominable'!

Laureline said...

Oh, I want to go to Salt's Mill now! Wonderful artwork on the walls, interesting light, and sketchbooks--my kind of place! The bottommost photos look like gouache and ink paintings. Great stuff, Lucy!

SpiralSkies said...

Mmmmmm... photos of stationery...

It does look a most pleasing place... satisfying without being ostentatious. rather like BritGrub, I suppose.

Bee said...

Thanks for elaborating on the foodie bits! My curiousity always wants this sort of detail filled in . . . and I agree with Tom about the Allsorts.

I like to read or look at "wuthering" more than experience it myself. Excessive wind always makes me feel a bit crazy; do you think that was part of the trouble for Emily B? Haworth has just the sort of atmosphere you would expect it to have . . . which is not always the case.