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Sunday, April 21, 2013 hometown.

Bedford, England, the town I was born and grew up in.

The day before I left my parents house for Suffolk last year, I went on a walk about of my hometown, snapping all kinds of pictures.

My dad was born in 1930, his mother in 1905.  They were born on the same street, but different houses.  I thought the whole street had been demolished years ago to make room for a multi-storied car park, bus station and other business.  To my great surprise, I found what remained of the street.
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There two pubs on the corner of Gwyn Street.
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And across the road is the Bedford prison, which has been on the site since 1801.
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Only a few of the original houses remain in Gwyn Street and then the street disappears into the multi-storied car park etc.  The remaining houses are used for business's now.  My dad really enjoyed looking at the photos of my walk about when I got home that evening and he told me the house's shown below, were the same kind as he and his mother were born in.
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After Gwyn Street, I continued on my way to take pictures around the town.  Here's a well known business in very old building.
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I take pictures pretty quickly.  I just pull out my camera and click away.  I didn't take a good look at some of these pictures until just now.  To my surprise I found I'd been photo-bombed by this bloke.  I didn't see him posing when I took the picture and he looks unreal in the middle of the shot.  As a former photo-bomber, I admire his photo-bombing skills.  Good on him, I say.
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Instead of completely tearing down the old Bedford Modern School, they kept the facade to use as an indoor shopping center.  The Harper Centre.  There is a ghost haunting the tower part above the entrance.
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These next two pictures are of St Paul's  where my grandparents were married and my dad christened.
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During the London 2012 Olympics, one traditionally red post box was painted gold in the hometown of every GB gold medal winner.  In Bedfordshire we had two gold post boxes.  This post box was to celebrate Etienne Scott winning gold in the canoe slalom and there was another gold post box in honor of Victoria Pendleton's gold in the women's Keirin.   Keirin is bike racing on a indoor track.  Across the UK there are a total of 110 gold mail boxes for our 110 gold medals!
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As I crossed the High Street to take a stroll along the Embankment I was surprised to see this tractor below.  I couldn't resist taking a picture.  Unlike American tractors, the tractors in England are often seen on public roads and can go pretty fast.
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Next I'll show some of the photo's I took of Bedford's lovely river, The Great Ouse.


Katkrazy23 said...

Lovely pictures of your hometown.

Andrea -Mustang Saga said...

What a beautiful place! And that photobomber cracks me up. How funny you didn't even see him.