Saturday 25th October 2014, 11.25am (day 1,157)
Second, and last, day of a two-day gap between coming back from one trip and heading off on another. It must be significant that both the photos in the gap have been of the ground of my home town.
Not my take-off, obviously — but we were next in line to head into this rather worrying sky. Mind you, I shouldn’t have been anywhere near being able to take this shot. I had to sit through a five-hour flight delay today on my way home from an enjoyable few days in Dubrovnik. But these things happen for a reason.
I call most cat shots ‘cheap’ because they are just such photogenic creatures, you don’t really have to make a lot of effort to get a decent shot of them. They are beautiful and willing, like all good models. Today in Dubrovnik the weather was far, far worse than it has been in the last few days, cold and stormy, but this little cutie, pictured in the grounds of my hotel, meant I didn’t have to worry over much about the lack of decent light and also the fact that, y’know, I kind of had to work for most of the day.
If it’s the conference dinner, wheel out the folk dancers…. I sometimes wonder whether we should do this kind of thing with conferences in Manchester. You could take the delegates into a local nightclub, pour them blue WKDs and let them photograph the natives as they get down to it on a Friday night.
For around five hundred years, from the early 1300s until 1806, at which point it had to surrender to Napoleon, Dubrovnik was one of the major powers of the Mediterranean. When you see the impressive fortifications, you can quite understand this. And damn, it’s a beautiful city too — but surely beauty and power go hand in hand in so many ways.
Croatia becomes the 21st different country to make it onto this blog. I am here for a conference until Thursday morning. Today was a day off, and once I left home (getting up at 4am… ) and flew here, I still had most of the day to explore the old walled city — which apparently was used for filming “King’s Landing” in Game of Thrones, should that float your boat. It was substantially damaged in the war of independence in 1991, but as far as I can tell the restoration has been exemplary. This shot was taken looking down from the wall-walk. it would be nice if her shadow wasn’t there, I guess, but then again, it comes with the rest of the good light…
In recent months the Muscovy duck which has featured several times on this blog has been joined by four more, all said to have escaped (or been deliberately released) from a duck farm nearby — which is probably where the ‘original’ one came from as well, as this species is not native to Europe. However, if there are both boys and girls in the flock now, who knows, perhaps we could start a whole new Yorkshire colony. This is one of the newer ones, taking a drink on a Saturday afternoon.
This conference is an annual event, and in its 2011 incarnation featured on this blog in the early days. This morning, I spoke first so got the chance to capture it before the hordes arrived (well, a few dozen anyway). Note the cup of tea.