If my memory is correct (no guarantees!) we were out for a walk in Bath — probably looking for something to eat — when I saw these remarkable weathered doors across the street. Their purpose remained a mystery to me — the doors were closed and there were no signs. It is hard to say if they are even still in use. But the distressed surfaces of the wooden doors got my attention, along with the odd set of colors — pink, virtually blood red, and black.
There are plenty of renowned, iconic landmarks in this city that are very old — much older, no doubt, than these doors. (Though I’m betting that the stone wall has been there more than a few years.) I’m struck by the differences in how such old things are treated. Some become well-loved icons, while others are torn down to make way for the new. And some appear to have been forgotten, just sitting there and gradually decaying.
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This was taken, in fact, right after our lovely breakfast. I’d share a photo of that breakfast here, but I guess I don’t think I can post a photo.
Funny story. For some reason I had gotten this photograph confused with some made in Dublin and ended up imagining that it was along the waterfront there. I even wrote up commentary reflecting that complete nonsense… before I realized something was wrong and went back to verify that it was actually from Bath.
I think that the enclosed stairway that we took to go up toward “the Circus” started somewhere in or near this section of all. And I do remember the little place where we ate that morning, and I even recall our table against a wall in the restaurant.