I think this is my favourite road sign ever. It's called the "pillar of salt" and can be found in Bury St Edmunds. It is probably the only listed road sign in the UK, and is thought to be our earliest example of an internally illuminated traffic sign. I wish we had more like this. [I discover that there are actually a large number of listed signs - see here: https://historicengland.org.uk/listing/the-list/results/?search=Road+sign&searchType=NHLE+Simple - thanks @james ]
The whole sane world feels devastated today. Posting stuff on the internet seems particularly futile at such a time, but what else can we realistically do?
Britain loves its beach huts. I must have seen thousands on my recent trip to Kent. They are a direct descendant of the bathing machines of Georgian and Victoriam times, and the changing tents of the Edwardian era. Their heyday was probably the post-war holiday boom of the 1950s, but they remain improbably popular and, in the right location, can change hands for eye-watering sums.
If it's Friday, it must be time for a window, so here is a random art dealer's shop window in Vienna. I really liked the apparent untidiness of it all - reminiscent of an artist's studio...
I really do like empty corridors and passageways - and taking pictures of them. There's something about the perspective they bring, and the potential narrative they imply that always stirs my thoughts.
This one is in the remains of a Roman settlement near Seville.
My offering for #MeerMittwoch this week is a summer sunset by the seaside. That's three good things in one shot - and also a pleasant piece of alliteration.
Everywhere I go this week, the snowdrops are out. They are always a welcome sight. They aren't so much a sign that winter is ending as that spring is beginning to stir...
Today is #FensterFreitag, and this is the ceiling of one of the buildings in the astonishing Hospital de Sant Pau, in Barcelona. Built between 1901 and 1930, under the direction of the architect Lluís Domènech i Montaner, the hospital was still in use until June 2009. It is peak Art Nouveau to the very tips of its fingers.
This is the northern rose window from Notre-Dame de Paris. I was there not that long before the fire. Amazingly, it seems as though all the stained glass in this photo actually survived the conflagration. This window was first made in about 1250, and most of the original glass is still in place.
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