Better photographs have been taken of the wonderful sight that presents itself on the A1, or to be more accurate the A1(M) for this stretch, between Doncaster and Wetherby.
This one was not the work of a seasoned photographer using state-of-the-art equipment to capture the tall, proud cooling towers of the Ferrybridge power station.
It was a snatched picture through the car windscreen taken by Madame Salut, of what she has always called her coffee mugs, on an unfamiliar (to her) mobile phone during a recent north-south journey.
The A1, even the A1(M), is by far the nicest way to get to and from the North East, even if the tiniest of accidents or roadworks can reduce traffic to a lose-the-will-to-live standstill (this upward journey started at 8.30am from west London and it was 2.57pm, almost kickoff time, before I was able to take my place at the Stadium of Light).
Ferrybridge has become an important landmark for me since the motorway section removed the need to negotiate an old roundabout where, instead of signs pointing north, you passed one announcing "The North". Seeing that used to send a shiver down the spine.
I have no wish to witter on about the power station(s), the recent history being all too complicated for a simple blog posting.
But Mme Salut's picture is the first of what I loosely intend to be a series of my/our preferred sights when in Britain. Clifton Suspension Bridge, the Angel of the North, the Lake District, Reeth (Swaledale), Bath and various points west and south-west of Bath should expect to see us again in due course.
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