Sunday 6 August 2017


Though the mills of God grind slowly they are a speedy blur compared to progress in the stinking backwater. So it is that the burnt out shell of the Lambert Street Chapel remains wrapped in scaffolding as the end times approach.

The weekend in black and white is here.

The bags of ballast have become home to a variety of wild flowers.


  1. A fine photo, with great contrast. I'm sure you've made it look more decorative than it is in real life, which is probably a mess. Love your title - that's just how it looks ;)

  2. I am reminded of a couple of projects here that are stalled in permanent "we'll get around to it" mode.