Weight and Stuff Report – 3 November 2010

And the oscillation thingy goes on, with a bit of a rise today.

In a quite shocking development, I persuaded myself to get out and about for the third day running, only without a camera this time. So before today’s report, here’s a picture from Monday’s trip to York:

Merchant Adventurer's Hall

Merchant Adventurer's Hall

This is the interior of the Merchant Adventurer’s Hall, a very well preserved medieval guild hall, complete with original beamed roof. Worth a look if you’re in York. The picture was taken hand-held at high ISO, and I think the 5D did a good job. If it looks a little soft, that’s probably because the exposure was 1/5 sec, which may have caused a slight wobble.

On to today, then. I took the bus into Newcastle, scouted the apparent location of the forthcoming Hotel Chocolat shop[1], then went to the Laing Art Gallery, mainly to see the new Northern Spirit gallery, which now occupies most of the ground floor. Lots of work by artists associated with the region, including a nifty presentation of John Martin’s The Destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah complete with flashing lights and thunder effects, which is apparently something the Victorians liked to do. Or so the sign said, anyway.

From there, I had a quick look around the Hancock Museum, I beg its pardon, the Great North Museum: Hancock[2], then treated myself to lunch at Frankie and Benny’s, which may have involved a glass of beer.

Then I took one of those yellow Quaylink buses for a ride to St Peter’s Basin, where I looked at some boats before walking back along the Tyne[3], passing the really quite large old Spillers flour mill. I crossed the Millennium Bridge, went into the Baltic for a bit then got another yellow bus back to Gateshead then a different colour bus home.

Quite an active day, really. And I now have some ideas for places to take a camera soonish.

[1] No sign of activity, “to let” sign still on the empty unit
[2] From the department of silly names…
[3] With a slight detour for a bit where there isn’t actually a path by the river