Gosford House

This is the second shot in this weekends photographic project which I have called "old buildings with bland skies".

I wandered through the woods with the whippet and emerged in front of Gosford House where I started firing off the shutter indiscriminately. As I got closer a big guy came out of the house and asked me what I thought I was doing. It turns out that it's private land and I shouldn't have been there but as soon as he clocked the camera he asked how I was getting on with the G1 as he'd owned one and didn't like it and then that led us into a chat about photography and before I knew it he was making me a cuppa, we were discussing the relative merits of whippets and Jack Russell's and he was telling me what makes Olympus cameras so great ( although as he's just spent over a grand on some "fast glass" I think he's in a different photographic demographic to me).

So, a good bit of banter and then back through the woods to buy some oxtail from the butcher at the bothy and home to finish reading and rating a load of awards entries and then probably another walk along the river with the whippet and maybe a cheeky pint in the Tyneside Tavern.

(the mess you may be able to see on the steps of the house is due to renovation work they are doing to the roof. The right hand wing is completely derelict and the family now only live in the left hand wing - in case anyone was interested.)