Not just by chance did I get off the bus outside the Robert Whitehead memorial gardens a couple of weeks back, because the gardens were full of cherry blossom millions of petals lay on the floor, and the trees were still full of blossom, it was like pink snow on the ground. But then I came across this tiny plack, and I mean tiny, and at ground level, not only was our Robert the inventor of the torpedo, but was the grandfather of captain baron Georg Von Trappe, welcome to Sound of Music country, Bury, Lancashire.
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Here is a replica of that first torpedo, set amidst the cherry blossom, the plack above is on the stone under the torpedo. Something wrong with my photo editing suites, as they are giving me bigger and bigger file sizes for less and less picture sizes, and its getting worse all the time.
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Dandelions amidst a snow of blossom, that's how lovely the setting was.
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A view of the gardens with typical Lancashire terraced houses, and thick with blossom.
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And finally the actual Whitehead memorial clocktower seen through the trunks of two cherry blossom trees.
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Lovely flowers, Michael! So nice and cheery to see these blossoms.
I love the History lesson here as well as the flowering trees. You have a beautiful selection here!
What a lovely place to visit and such wonderful photos. Thanks!!!