Tubewhore (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tubewhore) wrote,@ 2008-04-10 18:55:00 |
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Ideal Home
A belated Mother's Day treat was for mum and I to journey to London to see the Ideal Home Exhibition, check out her favourite US shop, Whole Foods (or Whole Paycheck as I have heard it described), which has a new branch over here in Kensington and hit Borough Market, before Mum heads home and I had a few days in the big city to myself.
I found us a deal on an hotel in Ealing, so the Friday morning, before joining the thronging hoards at Earl's Court, I persuaded the Aged P to go backwards one stop from Ealing Common to mop up North Ealing. I'd not seen Ealing Common in daylight before, so was pleased to notice leaded lights with roundels, and pretty tiling.
However, from this Modernist beginning, of geometric brick and curved concrete platform supports, we discover North Ealing to be a cricket pavilion.
Just for a change, exterior shot of the pretty brick pavilion shows Mummy Tubewhore heading back to the ticket barriers after a circumnavigation of the car park. I do like North Ealing - it looks like a proper country station should, with housing for the station master 'above the shop'.
A belated Mother's Day treat was for mum and I to journey to London to see the Ideal Home Exhibition, check out her favourite US shop, Whole Foods (or Whole Paycheck as I have heard it described), which has a new branch over here in Kensington and hit Borough Market, before Mum heads home and I had a few days in the big city to myself.
I found us a deal on an hotel in Ealing, so the Friday morning, before joining the thronging hoards at Earl's Court, I persuaded the Aged P to go backwards one stop from Ealing Common to mop up North Ealing. I'd not seen Ealing Common in daylight before, so was pleased to notice leaded lights with roundels, and pretty tiling.
The station is another of Charles Holden's, built in the early 30's after the Morden Extension on the Northern line. There are delicious little touches around the place that hark back to this only just post-steam age.
However, from this Modernist beginning, of geometric brick and curved concrete platform supports, we discover North Ealing to be a cricket pavilion.
It's terribly jolly it its coat of smart green and white, with picket fences and hanging baskets. Mum and I are cooing over the details, and how cute it is, and I realise I've now infected my mother with the meme to visit stations. Despite a dicky arm she is gamely firing of wobbly shots for me, and roaming around to get a proper look, waving her stick at interesting signange and saying cheery 'hellos' to fellow commuters. I can see Saga holidays taking up the cause - instead of surfing the grey wave at National Trust properties, we can have coach trips through Metroland.
She's less than pleased about the footbridge to cross for stations in a townwards directions, being nervy about heights. However we make it across and sit in dazzling Spring weather listening to birdsong as we wait for a Piccadilly line to Earl's Court. We'd be warned of snow for the weekend, but so far the weather so glorious that we barely needed jackets, and I had left off wearing a hat.
She's less than pleased about the footbridge to cross for stations in a townwards directions, being nervy about heights. However we make it across and sit in dazzling Spring weather listening to birdsong as we wait for a Piccadilly line to Earl's Court. We'd be warned of snow for the weekend, but so far the weather so glorious that we barely needed jackets, and I had left off wearing a hat.
Just for a change, exterior shot of the pretty brick pavilion shows Mummy Tubewhore heading back to the ticket barriers after a circumnavigation of the car park. I do like North Ealing - it looks like a proper country station should, with housing for the station master 'above the shop'.
