The Ashton Canal Warehouse, now Portland Basin Museum in Greater Manchester, was built in 1834 and was a transfer point for cargo and goods being taken round England by canal. The museum celebrates all aspects of local life and is beautifully presented with clear information and interactive displays.
The museum has a downstairs, an upstairs and an outside area where narrow boats moor and walks can be taken a long the canal side.
This is a free attraction in East Manchester. The narrow boat trip was reasonably priced as is the lovely café downstairs. Today we visited with 6 adults and 2 young children. The museum appealed to all of us.
I have an extra for love for Portland Basin - I sometimes do freelance work there when schools visit. I love it.
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Derdriu
donkey stones were used in the North of England as a special stone used in cleaning the front steps . I do not know anyone who uses one nowadays.
The third subheading, The shop items, intrigues me with its reference to "donkey stones."
What might donkey stones look like?
What about them might have resulted in their name?
Might they still be used today?
mailing you
Thank you Veronica, it’s [email protected].
Hello Diane
If you can let me have your contact details I will do so.
Hi Veronica,
Could you please get in touch with me re The Princes in the Tower and the Portland Basin please? I can’t log on to wizzley for some reason :-(
Half tiled walls were quite common in Victorian times . I like the looks of them.
I think we should support all local places.
Veronica, Thank you for supporting a free museum! The descriptions and photos, particularly of the marina and schoolroom, make me feel like I'm there. I like the green and yellow color scheme: do you know if it's typical of buildings in general or of schools in particular to have tiled walls? I tend to think of tiled walls with a home's bathrooms and kitchens, but maybe that's just my acquaintance with Romance language-speaking cultures.
Maybe it's the garment that you wore to accompany me that is unforgettable. :(
Now that you mention it, somewhere in the deep recesses of distant memory vague details of a visit have arisen.