Here's Whitley Bay Station at midday.
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- 893 - Guy Aged Fifteen On The Metro...
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- 895 - Simon Beaufoy in the North East
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- 897 - A Child's Letter
- 898 - Whitley High Street, Saturday
- 899 - The Belvedere, Saturday
- 900 - In Which I Go All Mulder (3)
- 901 - Interlude - Whitley Bay Dusk
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- 904 - A Resolution
- 905 - Living In the Now?
- 906 - Snow At Last!
- 907 - The Art of a Library
- 908 - Yesterday
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- 910 - A Narrative Life (General)
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- 912 - Tynemouth Flea Market
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About Me
- Steve Lancaster
- Passionate about people, passionate about the stories they tell, librarian by training, artist by inclination, deeply in love with my wife, E, and very, very happy...
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2 comments:
Great shot! looks lovely.
Thanks! Snow came unexpectedly, and I grabbed the camera and pointed it every which way. A few good shots, but this won through - it has the feel for me of static on a TV screen...
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