Sunday 27th April 2014, 11.35am (day 976)
Uneventful day — not much to see, not much going on. I liked this busker’s approach to his craft however, so this can be the second musically themed picture of the weekend.
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Brass section, Owter Zeds
Saturday 26th April 2014, 10:05pm (day 975)
The Owter Zeds (think about the name — say it with a Yorkshire accent) are a band of local renown. Despite having an average age of well over 50, they still rock rather well.
Barman, Sheffield Tap
Friday 25th April 2014, 1.00pm (day 974)
A bit out-of-focus but everywhere I went today it was throwing it down with rain so no really decent pics today. This is posted firstly because it’s a nice pic of someone just doing his job well, but secondly (and mainly) because this guy looks exactly like Walter White Jr (aka Flynn) from Breaking Bad.
Near Peace Square, Sheffield
Thursday 24th April 2014, 11.15pm (day 973)
Taken on the way back to the hotel after the conference dinner. It’s about time I had a late night shot, I don’t spend all my life going to bed at 8pm you know (though I do spend some of it). Latest shot in a day since 24th October, and the blog’s first one from Sheffield, former home of the British cutlery industry, the pop group Pulp, the World Snooker Championship (right now) and a couple of football teams which I’ve crossed paths with now and again.
Bumblebee in big trouble
Wednesday 23rd April 2014, 9.35am (day 972)
I know this is an essentially crap photo, with the focus all wrong, but it was a dramatic moment, at least at the micro-scale. I was trying to get a photo of this bumblebee as it buzzed around the plants by our front door, when suddenly it blundered into this web down by our old coal cellar, where the cave spiders live. Now I don’t know about you but if something one and a half times my size — and bumblebees, in insect terms, are not small — came leaping out at me with the intention of making me lunch, I think my life would flash before my eyes even if it was just an insect life. Three seconds later the bumblebee escaped, but I bet those were the longest three seconds it had ever known. I managed to get this one shot of the drama.
Kilburn building, on a quiet day
Tuesday 22nd April 2014, 10.00am (day 971)
First day in Manchester for three weeks; also the greyest, dampest day for some time. These things may or may not be connected. But it’s not yet term-time so things were much more subdued than normal.
Roof slates
Monday 21st April 2014, 6.50pm (day 970)
There is a month — this being April, 30 days — to go until I hit the 1,000-day mark on this blog, on 21st May. I have been mulling over whether or not to keep it going after then. The difficult days are not the ones where I travel and have plenty of source material but ones like today, when I’m inside, working, throughout and the light isn’t great. (Yes, I went back to work today after 10 days’ break.) Sometimes I feel like I am running out of ideas, at least to keep coming up with a new post every day. But I do promise to try to get to the 1,000 and that gives me time to consider my options.
Compelling myself to post each day at least forces me to try to see the world from an artistic perspective and within my technical abilities, capture something interesting about it, even if I am stuck at home. Like this evening’s shot, where the setting sun reflected off the residue of an earlier rain shower and produced this rocky, arid landscape on the slates of our roof.
In the dentist’s, Colditz Castle
Sunday 20th April 2014, 2.35pm (day 969)
Well, you know. Kind of. It passes the time on an Easter Sunday afternoon.
Stoodley Pike monument
Saturday 19th April 2014, 1.15pm (day 968)
Erected in 1856, this replaced an earlier version which was destroyed by lightning, and commemorated the defeat of Napoleon. It is 120 feet (37m) tall and one can climb up to the top of the pedestal for an extensive view over the surrounding area. Something of a standard landscape shot in this vicinity, but despite 24 years’ living here between them, neither Clare nor Joe had been up there before, so on this Easter Saturday we rectified that.
Before the match, in the Gas Club
Friday 18th April 2014, 2.30pm (day 967)
OK, so that’s two pictures in a row taken in a pub of people drinking beer. But the light was right. The Gas Club — on Gas Works Road — man, that’s unreconstructed North. Final score — Huddersfield 1, Brighton 1. The play-off dream is still on.
