Durrty Dozen +2 offical threak

[almostnice]

cheers for that!needless to say how much i loved it,esp wearing the jeans.

couldnt hold myself back and bought a pair on sundaynight!

[beautiful_FrEaK]

So your leg is over? Sad to hear that. But I'm sure there'll be another 'big bang' update, am I right?

Did you buy it overseas or in HH?

[almostnice]

bought it off a member from the US for half the price.

AFAIK they are only available at http://burgundschild.com/ in germany.

for some reason their site takes ages to load ,so i dont know how much they are there but i believe quite pricey,if any left.

[beatle]

so these are now on their way to England ?

[almostnice]

should be already there.last info from Paul was that its at his local postoffice,they just have to find it.reckon UK mail is as crap as ours.

[beatle]

Amen to that....must be a European thing

[roy6]

Amen to that....must be a European thing

It's not. The same everywhere, I'm afraid.

[denimdestroyedmylife]

that was lovely man

thanks

must visit hamburg someday

let's all meet up in the year 2025

by the fountain down the road

[beatle]

yeah - 15 years from now...I write it down...

[almostnice]

that was lovely man

thanks

must visit hamburg someday

let's all meet up in the year 2025

by the fountain down the road

cheers,i will be there.

not to spoil anything,latest news is they are in Pauls hands now.

what a bummer that i have to leave this fast working computer at my friends house here in Flensburg.not even sure if i am able to go online til sunday...

see you all than,bye.

[beatle]

if I ever make it to Hamburg I hope we get to hang out and have a couple of beers...

[fardin]

i am going to be in hamburg next week, will tell you guys how its going to be in 2025.

[Paul T]

should be already there.last info from Paul was that its at his local postoffice,they just have to find it.reckon UK mail is as crap as ours.

Ta-da!

They spent a couple days in Charlton, South London, home of a remarkably unsuccessful football team which we support. I got cards for several delivieries when I arrived from vacation. But when I arrived at the post depot, conveniently far from our house...

One was missing!

They promised to investigate and phone me. OF course, they didn't, so I turned up the next day. After about a 15 minute wait - with those behind me in the line proving surprisingly understanding - a different, more persistent, worker emerged with the box.

Hooray!

Mmm.... money....

Hang on, I'm the only denim addict in this family!

Even after all that beer, turns out almostnice's waist measurement must be the same as mine!

We have a few family hassles here, but now I've opened the box I'll try and look out a pretty backdrop for tomorrow....

[tg76]

Amen to that....must be a European thing

weve had 3 parcels from munster to nz go mia in the last month, makes me sad cause i know they had food in them

post offices of the world, SHARPEN UP

edit... YAY,,, the show goes on

[beatle]

Paul - first impression - they look great on you..plus I love how excited your son is about the package

[beautiful_FrEaK]

good to see that the pants are safe.

And thanks to Markus for alle the lovely updates. You're an enrichment for every tour!

[smittybat]

I can't wait for the updates.

[almostnice]

using the same box as cheep prooves what a tight bastard i am.looking great Paul,did you searched every pocket?theres more innit than coins.

[Paul T]

Hi Markus, I wasn't until the next morning I found the skull...

Freelance lunch

I used to dream about freelance lunches - meeting up with a mate for a drink or a long walk. Now I can do it. So on Wednesday I met up with my mate Carl, a designer lives up the hill for a wander.

First we headed thru the market. A few of my fave stalls aren't there, due to the summer I guess.

I was checking over this stall quickly when I heard the most bizarre conversation. The dude in front is talking about plastic Timpo knights in armour - you can just see them on the stall - and informing the stall holder that the version of the knights with a green helmet is very rare and worth appriximately $45. I was scared that someone should know this and walked to the next stall.

THis little old ladt walks the Thames foreshore finding old bottles, pipes and victoriain medicine containers. She had a shop just down the road, didn't keep up with the rent, and was evicted - the bailiffs took her lifetime's collection of old stuff. But I was pleased to see she's amassed far more, all over again...

Now, this wan't a boozy freelance lunch. Nor was it a flash one. It was a student lunch - Carl bought some vegetable bakje thing and I bought a £1.80 tuna sandwich. But if the food was budget, the venue wasn't:

This old Naval Hospital has been converted to a university and music college. So oftentimes we sneak in, pretending we have a right to be there, to get the cheap food and coffee.

It's quiet today cos most students are on vacation. The cafe is in the basement of the building, it's plain, but still with impressive fireplaces from the early 1700s..

The basement we were sitting is underneath this chapel; this was fitted out a few years later, in the 1760s I think, and is architedturally significant - the first greek revival building in Northern Europe, made by James Athenian Stuart, who was one of the first people to sketch the ruins of athens. Everytime you see a wedgewood style plate, or a grecian-style cameo, it all started here.

Looking out from the basement exit to the rest of the complex. ON a ferry during the vacation the nipper and I watched the Guy Ritche Sherlock Holmes move - this complex was used for maybe a dozen setups, nearty all of the extermal shoots. A few months ago Carl and I were there when Jack Black was shooting the Gullivers Travels movie here, too.

Then a walk down the river. This little slipway was used for getting smaller boats onto the Thames - it still spills sand onto the walkway at high tide...

[Paul T]

Bit by bit they're modernising this area but there's still lots of the great buildings that I remember when I moved here 20 years ago.

This is an alms house, for retired gentlefolk, built in 1616. Behind is a huge powerstation built around 1905, which powers the tube network. We had a look inside the powerstation once - amazing turbines and cast iron walkways, Accoring to the night watchman, you cna hear ghostly figures' footsteps on the walkwatys on certain, spooky nights.

Normally the front entrance of the almsouse is closed - today it was open, so you can see the Tudor-style courtyard garden inside.

A little further down is the huge industrial jetty that serves the power station. They don't use it any more. I hope they keep it and turn it into something cool, like a gallery or (affordable) café...

And another of my favorite streets. I used to stop and chat with the owner of this Volvo, cos I used to own one. I haven't seen him recently, I need to tell him off for letting the rear arches reach such a poor state.

This area fo the thames is supposed to be permanently open to the public. But developers are moving in bit by bit. Now they say the walkway is being 'improved'. For which read, closed.

After skirting thru a crapp new development we were back, onto one of the last real working stretches of the river in this area.

Thru a little doorway in the fence you can see on of the last shipyards; they still restore or cut up vessels here - last year I saw a three mast sailing ship being restored here.

Remnants of some old fire in the dockyard.

They use a huge rusty old barge, or boat, as a dry dock.

[Paul T]

For years, this area was dominated by four huge silos which stored grain, I think for brewing. Until recently there was also a huge sugar processing plant; that went a year or so back, now they're demolishing the grain silos... you can just see the remains..

This wharf was restored for the millennium - huge numbers of settlers went out to New York from here. Then it was used by the world's leading manufacturer of submarine cabling - I suspect the first telegraph cables fom rthe US to the US were sent out from this point. A couple of weeks ago they announced they are planning to rebuild this wharf to host luxury cruise liners.

If you look down, you can see this wharf and behind it the power station - not too different from Battersea Power station, te one featured on Pink Floyud album sleeve- then the college behind. Further up the river is deptford, another old place famous for its shipyards, old streets, market, and violence (this was where the playwright Christoper Marlow was stabbed in the eye during a tavern brawl, supposedly in an argument over who paid the bill).

I asked Carl to photograph me in the jeans. For a good photograpehr he did a lousy job... I love them, the detailing and fit is perfect. But when I started telling him about them, he started looking a bit scared, a bit like I felt when I heard the dude start wibbling on about 1960s plastic toy knights with green helmets...

[denimdestroyedmylife]

this is an exciting development

[ThinFinn]

what a great comeback. great pics and nice fit paul!

nice to see the tour goes on and on... +rep

[ranonranonarat]

paul i must say you have always got the most interesting posts ever! so much history behind every single picture you document, sometimes it makes me wonder whether you research a huge amount first before making a post/head out. pity i must spread but wow nice update to this already amazing thread!

[almostnice]

what a grand start Paul!amazing what what one can learn from posts.

but it looks like you didnt search every single pocket...speaking of cicadas...

and sorry for posting into your part,but i just digged out this one from my start,which would have been the perfect change-over to your leg.little late but i wasnt able to post pics the last days:

EDIT:no rudeness intended,i swear!

[Paul T]

OK, I'll search some more photos.

Sunday. Some of the usual places. Starting with this one. Rained thoroughout the night, and in the morning I spent 15 minutes trying to get this fucker started. No luck.

Commercial Road: one of London's oldest streets. A doomed building.

We arrived near Brick Lane, walking past the old tube station. Two years ago this was all Victorian neatness and flower baskets.

But new life has sprouted: shoe trees

The nipper and I are obviosuly friends of the rich and famous. This is Gilbert, of Gilbert and Geroge, who smiled benevolently as he passed us.

Beigel-making

Old cars, kids' gas masks, all at bargain prices.

[Paul T]

OK, I'll search some more photos.

Sunday. Some of the usual places. Starting with this one. Rained thoroughout the night, and in the morning I spent 15 minutes trying to get this fucker started. No luck.

Commercial Road: one of London's oldest streets. A doomed building.

We arrived near Brick Lane, walking past the old tube station. Two years ago this was all Victorian neatness and flower baskets.

But new life has sprouted: shoe trees

The nipper and I are obviosuly friends of the rich and famous. This is Gilbert, of Gilbert and Geroge, who smiled benevolently as he passed us.

Beigel-making

Old cars, kids' gas masks, all at bargain prices.

[Paul T]

All your basic needs catered-for: pin badges , ukuleles (with free lessons), and huge pots and pans, destined for the area's many curry houses.

[Paul T]

All your basic needs catered-for: pin badges , ukuleles (with free lessons), and huge pots and pans, destined for the area's many curry houses.

[Paul T]

A short walk over to the flower market at COumbia Road. I've posted these places on the payjdt thread, but let's face it, I can never get enough photos of shots selling 70s-style sweets, or shops with girls in slightly S&M 50s outfits...

This guy is from Billingsgate Fish market. THey are protesting against being moved out of the city. Check out that leather hat, looks like it dates from the 1600s or 1700s...

Down the street to Present for a coffee, we found out world champion bnarista had disappeared on one of his hysterious jaunts. But we found Christophe there (and a bunch of Heritage research Parkas on sale, well worht checking out).

I did take several photos of myself. But we had a rough weekend, in the light I looked even gnarlier and more knackered than almostnice. I sank into a temproary depression, but cheered up when I got an email telling me a payment, that I've been waiting for for several months, ius finally headed to my account.

Throughout those months, C has been asking me, "daddy, when you finally get some money, can we go to a restaurant and I can buy all the sushi I want without you complaining about the price?"

So... happiness awaited.