Showing posts with label Halifax. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halifax. Show all posts

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Holgate's

This one's for Ross.

We had Jo and Paul up for part of the weekend, and finished with a post-lunch visit to Holgate's pub in Woodend. I was driving. Below, Bev collects the first round.

You can see other pubs with Holgate beers on tap are listed above the bar on the glass. There's even a space at the bottom for 'The Shears Inn, Halifax, W Yorkshire'.

Or maybe not.

The drinks. Left to right, pots of Hopinator, for Jo; the Holgate's Pilsner, for Bev (showing her North American and German preferences); a Lemon, Lime & Bitters for me (did I mention I was driving?); and a Mount Macedon Pale Ale for Paul.

Ready?
Cheers!
Ah. Your shout, I think!

James

Sunday, May 3, 2009

More kilts than in Scotland



So it must be Nova Scotia. Actually Fort George, Halifax, with a group of recreators acting as 78th Highland Regiment of the mid-Victorian period.

This little one-minute film was shot in August 2003. There is no sound, so you can thank me for avoiding a bagpipe rendition of 'Nova Scotia the Brave' and various tourists babbling. Feel free to add your own extempore piano accomplishment.

We'd just arrived to have a look around the fort, and I was just testing out our new digital camera. Remarkably this squad acted like I'd scripted and directed the shot - as usual various other visitors did their usual bluebottle impression. It's uncut, which I think makes me lucky, rather than a film auteur.

Just something a little different.

James