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Wednesday 27 August 2014

Find out about the Brass!

 Brass in Bath


Residents of Bath and North East Somerset are being invited to step back into the world of 18th century brass-making. The brass foundry at the Stothert and Pitt factory in Bath.

Moulding workers and Stothert and Pitt's brass foundry in Bath c1910

Moulding workers at Stothert and Pitt’s brass foundry in Bath. 1910 ©Bath in Time.

 An illustrated talk by Tony Coverdale will tell them how brass ingots and water wheels were made by continental craftsmen, some of whose descendants still live in the Avon area. Tony said: Early experiments, using local coal to smelt Cornish copper on the banks of the River Avon, culminated in the manufacture of brass products for markets as far afield as Africa and North America.” His talk will take place at Bath & North East Somerset Council’s Paulton Library on Tuesday, 7 October from 7pm to 8pm. The hub cafĂ© will be open for coffee and cake prior to the event. The event is free of charge but please book your place to guarantee entry. Tickets are available from both Paulton Library and Midsomer Norton Library.

thanks to the Virtual Museum of Bath for this item

Friday 22 August 2014

Summer walk

Walked the full route yesterday with a bit of getting to the start walked too. The route and social media trail will be here shortly. On my way out to Saltford I started thinking about the locks and the tow paths issue and resolved to walk into Bath all the way along the tow path. The more I thought about this I realised that the locks are on the North side of the river and until the path crosses the river at Newbridge the path is on the south side. Interesting...given the story that at first they got permission for locks but not for two paths and that the boats were hauled up the rive by men/women in harness. A very lush walk in deep green amongst the trees. Rain falling at first the trees keep me dry and then big ploppy rain falling from the leaves. Cold and slow moving steady shower. I sat under the railway bridge and felt its mass. Someone overnighting here maybe or the cans evidenced a party. Graffiti. Above on the old railway bridge the partititions of iron and steel framed a gallery of graffiti, some of ti quite recent. Colourful eruption of urban life in the green of the trees and the decaying leftovers of industry. My tweet tagging graffiti went global.