Gindoc

Hey I'm Triona.
I'm from Edinburgh, living in Glasgow. Lead a busy life but take photos when I can :)

dear-photograph:

Dear Photograph, I have waked the streets of my hometown searching for the architecture lost during the redevelopment of Birmingham during the 1960’s. I have found the ghosts of buildings that were demolished and streets that have disappeared. The photo above shows bomb damage in Birmingham after the Blitz in 1940 and two people helping with the cleanup. Putting the photo in the real context made me remember how lucky we all are todayTim
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dear-photograph:

Dear Photograph,
I have waked the streets of my hometown searching for the architecture lost during the redevelopment of Birmingham during the 1960’s. I have found the ghosts of buildings that were demolished and streets that have disappeared. The photo above shows bomb damage in Birmingham after the Blitz in 1940 and two people helping with the cleanup. Putting the photo in the real context made me remember how lucky we all are today
Tim

benvironment:

Pre Digital Scotland
The Bass Rock - Summer 2003
Sitting just off North Berwick in the Firth of Forth, this amazing place is home to 150,000 gannets…which is why in summer the rock blazes bright white.  For the rest of the year it still blazes white because of all that poo the gannets leave behind.
If you’ve never seen a gannet close up, believe me they are HUGE with 6ft wingspans.  You can see them in this photo; white specks endlessly circling the rock like a cloud.
The rock is a volcanic plug; the hardened remains of the last molten rock to cool within the volcano before the cone itself was slowly eroded away over millions of years.
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benvironment:

Pre Digital Scotland

The Bass Rock - Summer 2003

Sitting just off North Berwick in the Firth of Forth, this amazing place is home to 150,000 gannets…which is why in summer the rock blazes bright white.  For the rest of the year it still blazes white because of all that poo the gannets leave behind.

If you’ve never seen a gannet close up, believe me they are HUGE with 6ft wingspans.  You can see them in this photo; white specks endlessly circling the rock like a cloud.

The rock is a volcanic plug; the hardened remains of the last molten rock to cool within the volcano before the cone itself was slowly eroded away over millions of years.

Soaking up some of that elusive vitamin D before work :) View high resolution

Soaking up some of that elusive vitamin D before work :)

This lad is providing my sunny afternoon with background jazz music. View high resolution

This lad is providing my sunny afternoon with background jazz music.

cause-youre-the-secret-agent:

dreamingofdollopheads:

thinkinsidethebluebox:

exprincesssammya:

prinsenafnord:

exprincesssammya:

prinsenafnord:

Britain is a strange place. 

#WE HAVE TO BOOST THE POWER AT A CERTAIN TIME TO COPE WITH EVERYONE PUTTING THE KETTLE ON FOR A CUP OF TEA     

yOU’RE JOKING RIGHT

WOW

No, I’m not. It even has a wiki page.

Oh my god.

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Jesus take the wheel I was not aware of this :L

This is why I am proud to be British

(Source: land-of-fairytales, via cuntingjinx)

handsomedogs:

this is my jack russell terrier having a snooze in the sun

Dogs with beards are one of my absolute favourite things! View high resolution

handsomedogs:

this is my jack russell terrier having a snooze in the sun

Dogs with beards are one of my absolute favourite things!


This machine allows anyone to work for minimum wage for as long as they like. Turning the crank on the side releases one penny every 4.97 seconds, for a total of $7.25 per hour. This corresponds to minimum wage for a person in New York. This piece is brilliant on multiple levels, particularly as social commentary. Without a doubt, most people who started operating the machine for fun would quickly grow disheartened and stop when realizing just how little they’re earning by turning this mindless crank. A person would then conceivably realize that this is what nearly two million people in the United States do every day…at much harder jobs than turning a crank. This turns the piece into a simple, yet effective argument for raising the minimum wage.

This machine allows anyone to work for minimum wage for as long as they like. Turning the crank on the side releases one penny every 4.97 seconds, for a total of $7.25 per hour. This corresponds to minimum wage for a person in New York. This piece is brilliant on multiple levels, particularly as social commentary. Without a doubt, most people who started operating the machine for fun would quickly grow disheartened and stop when realizing just how little they’re earning by turning this mindless crank. A person would then conceivably realize that this is what nearly two million people in the United States do every day…at much harder jobs than turning a crank. This turns the piece into a simple, yet effective argument for raising the minimum wage.

(Source: bencrowther, via wanderfulways)

benvironment:

Pre Digital Scotland
City of Edinburgh from Salisbury Crags - Summer 2003
Another vintage 35mm photo.  This time it’s a city rather than a natural landscape, but the place it was taken from was my green haven for seven years.
When I stayed in Edinburgh I would walk over Salisbury Crags and Arthur’s Seat practically every day after work.  Even in winter when it was dark.  As a result I reckon I’ve been up those hills well over 1000 times but one particular spot was easily my favourite.  A small ledge on Salisbury Crags, which you have to climb down to.  The reward was an uninterrupted view of the city, indeed a far better view than the one from Arthur’s Seat itself.
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benvironment:

Pre Digital Scotland

City of Edinburgh from Salisbury Crags - Summer 2003

Another vintage 35mm photo.  This time it’s a city rather than a natural landscape, but the place it was taken from was my green haven for seven years.

When I stayed in Edinburgh I would walk over Salisbury Crags and Arthur’s Seat practically every day after work.  Even in winter when it was dark.  As a result I reckon I’ve been up those hills well over 1000 times but one particular spot was easily my favourite.  A small ledge on Salisbury Crags, which you have to climb down to.  The reward was an uninterrupted view of the city, indeed a far better view than the one from Arthur’s Seat itself.

The stories I see on Tumblr cause me to lose hope in humanity several times a day. They remind me of what a terrible animal we are.

How can I lose hope more than once? Because it comes back when I see all the incredible things that humans do as well.

It’s emotionally tiring sitting on the internet all day. I should really get out the house…