“The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, the furrow followed free.”
~ The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Samuel Taylor Coleridge
For me, one of the highlights of a trip on the West Somerset Railway is seeing the above quotation on a building as the train pulls into Watchet station. Sadly on Sunday it wasn’t to be seen. However, we did find the Ancient Mariner’s statue by the harbour.
The town is proud of its connection with Coleridge and being the inspiration for one of his most famous poems. I love how this has been translated into the statue’s floral adornment. Perhaps the daffodils are a nod to Coleridge’s friendship with Wordsworth?
At Washford station we learnt how the harbour at Watchet was made into a floating harbour like the one at Bristol for the Millennium, but the alterations led to problems with silting and the constant need for dredging. Here’s hoping Watchet harbour isn’t on course to being becalmed, just like the Ancient Mariner. It’s a lovely place to visit.
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” – Charles Dickens.
Sums up this day perfectly 🙂
It’s not often that a bench hits the international headlines. Even less so when it appears to be at the centre of a spy drama. The fact that it’s such an ordinary bench and around 40 miles from me means it just had to feature as a Friday Bench.
There’s no photo as they’re copyright, so you’ll need to take the link.
We embark on a series of guest benches courtesy of Barbara and her recent trip to South Africa. Thanks for adding a new country to Sign of the Times, Barbara!
Zeitz MOCAA opened in September 2017 and the contemporary re-design of the original waterfront grain silos was by Thomas Heatherwick; he of the new London bus and 2012 Olympic flame fame.
Heatherwick Studios also designed today’s featured seats. They’re called ‘Spun‘.
Our first bench of 2018 is a Guest Bench from my ever reliable friend Lu. I love the muted moody blues of this scene reflecting the stormy end we had to 2017, which then leached through into the New Year.
A simple string of lights at our cosy holiday cottage looked quite magical in the twilight last week.
I’m not sure if the planters at bustling Covent Garden are designed to double up as benches, but those waiting there seem to think they are. One poor person’s phone is so heavy, they need to rest it on the roadworks sign as well 😉