Belita these are the original brewers barrels for beer. Coopers have these big carts on show at many country fairs and our royal Show. This is exactly as these kegs full of beer were delivered from the brewery. Using the wonderful Pertron or Clydesdale's to pull the beer cart. Absolutely beautiful to see them in action.
Built to fill the remaining space between two main roads and a railway 'The Warren' was a developer's afterthought. As a rectangular crescent where both ends joined a secondary main road before crossing over a railway bridge, it gave the removed aspect of the road a charm of its own. In town it might have been named Warren Mews, but built behind the Three Rabbits public house in Manor Park it was just a few more houses for low cost renting. It was here that it failed its intention. The Warren was an oasis of tranquillity secreted away from its encompassing main roads. Only half the length of the road provided houses where the other half gave access to the long rear gardens of the houses built in Rabbits Road.
Wanting additional income from this waste of space the developers cut off the bottoms of the gardens and partitioned them for use as storage yards before renting out the lots to local business men. The coal man's stabled horse provided a melody of odours ranging from the tar compounds used in the coal sacks, to the dubbing from the horse's leather tack and both mixed easily with the poignant smell that clean horses provide. There was a monumental mason who's dusty task produced a neutralising alkalinity to the acidic traffic fumes rising from vehicles. These smells mixed easily with the fruity aromas seeping from empty beer casks casually stored in the pub's yard and waiting for the brewers dray. In total they provided a balanced fragrance to what could only could be described as, a pleasant town aroma. The Warren had a character and presence of its own and it was our first home, where that single row of terraced houses with six feet of front garden provided a competitive vista that was constantly changing.
Enjoying your pic xx
ReplyDeleteOh, that is the perfect illustration. Those are Clydesdales, aren't they?
ReplyDeleteGreat shot, Milli! Were those wine barrels?
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit.
Belita these are the original brewers barrels for beer. Coopers have these big carts on show at many country fairs and our royal Show. This is exactly as these kegs full of beer were delivered from the brewery. Using the wonderful Pertron or Clydesdale's to pull the beer cart. Absolutely beautiful to see them in action.
ReplyDeleteOh gorgeous shot!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by mine.
My favorite subject. Love it.
ReplyDeletegreat photo, Milli...love it!
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typical photo for men Milli....
ReplyDeleteHorsepower abd beer...lol...
terr-ifiik photo, as always.................
you ever wonder why I wear a size 12 boot on my right foot, and a size 21 on the other??
ReplyDeleteBloody Clydesdale stood on me...
Lmao.....
They are really lovely horses, havn't seen one like that for ages. So nostalgic.
ReplyDeletevery impressing!
ReplyDeletei saw similar horses in austria a couple of years ago.
Handsome horses, handsome gentleman and the barrels are full of good beer - I hope :)
ReplyDeleteCongrats to you dear Milli, very nice indeed!
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Gorgeous horses, even their harnesses are decoratively beautiful.
ReplyDeleteGreat shot indeed Milli, love horses
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Perfect fit for the theme.
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I'd prefer those beautiful horsies to a car anytime lol, what a beautiful team they are! Lets drink to that lol!
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LOL. wow, that's true horsepower and a wonderful shot..
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beatiful horses and photo Milli!!!!! Could do no better example on the theme - really excellent chioce
ReplyDeleteBetter to smell the empty casts and the leather of the horses tack, that mixture odours coming from a Mews is life. I have a story. lol
ReplyDeleteBuilt to fill the remaining space between two main roads and a railway 'The Warren' was a developer's afterthought.
ReplyDeleteAs a rectangular crescent where both ends joined a secondary main road before crossing over a railway bridge, it gave the removed aspect of the road a charm of its own.
In town it might have been named Warren Mews, but built behind the Three Rabbits public house in Manor Park it was just a few more houses for low cost renting. It was here that it failed its intention. The Warren was an oasis of tranquillity secreted away from its encompassing main roads.
Only half the length of the road provided houses where the other half gave access to the long rear gardens of the houses built in Rabbits Road.
Wanting additional income from this waste of space the developers cut off the bottoms of the gardens and partitioned them for use as storage yards before renting out the lots to local business men.
The coal man's stabled horse provided a melody of odours ranging from the tar compounds used in the coal sacks, to the dubbing from the horse's leather tack and both mixed easily with the poignant smell that clean horses provide.
There was a monumental mason who's dusty task produced a neutralising alkalinity to the acidic traffic fumes rising from vehicles.
These smells mixed easily with the fruity aromas seeping from empty beer casks casually stored in the pub's yard and waiting for the brewers dray. In total they provided a balanced fragrance to what could only could be described as, a pleasant town aroma.
The Warren had a character and presence of its own and it was our first home, where that single row of terraced houses with six feet of front garden provided a competitive vista that was constantly changing.
Beautiful shot Milli. I love these horses.
ReplyDeleteSaw them at Annhauser Busch Gardens in Calif.
BLOODY FOOL BRITISHERS....I HATE IT...BRITISH RULE.....
ReplyDeleteIndeed - they knew the value of good horses in those days.
ReplyDeletethose animals are wiser than their owners....SANAT.
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