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Kafé Spesial, Bergen

Wednesday 4th September 2013, 7.40pm (day 741)

Bergen bar, 4/9/13

Having been convinced, over the three years I have been coming here regularly, that Norway actually doesn’t have any decent bars or pubs, I have over the last couple of visits ended up in three spectacularly good examples, one in Stavanger, one in Oslo and tonight, this one in Bergen — Kafé Spesial — each of which has literally hundreds of different beers. Am I complaining? Not at all. As you may have gathered from following this blog, I quite like beer. The choice and quality of the stuff available in each almost makes the outrageous alcohol tax in this country tolerable. Well, almost.

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Library entrance, University of Oslo

Tuesday 3rd September 2013, 8.30am (day 740)

Library entrance, 3/9/13

I’m sure you’ll eventually work out what’s going on with this shot…

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Bislett Stadium, Oslo

Monday 2nd September 2013, 2.45pm (day 739)

Bislett stadium, 2/9/13

I got pictures of a few Oslo landmarks today but I have chosen this one because, firstly, I sort of stumbled across the place, having taken a wrong turn on my walk back into the city after finishing work at the university (comfortably early, but that’s Norway for you, where they do things early — 11.30 is a typical time for lunch).

Second, this is the scene of something I remember watching at the time, and even then, aged 11, I thought it was quite impressive. With 32 years’ hindsight, what Sebastian Coe did on 10/6/81 must be counted as one of the most astonishing athletic performances of all time, setting a world record for the 800 metres (1:41.73) that was not beaten for 16 years and has still only been bettered twice. Which is quite mind-boggling, when you think about how records tend to fall in that sport. And here’s where it happened.

[Having checked these facts on Wikipedia I feel duty bound to point out that the women’s 800m record was set by Jarmila Kratochvila in 1983, which is, perhaps, even more amazing.]

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Eystein, on Lifjell

Sunday 1st September 2013, 1.50pm (day 738)

Eystein on Lifjell, 1/9/13

And here is my host and mountain guide, Eystein — or at least, his back — pictured on the way back down from a summit that nearly bears his name, Øysteinnatte (Øystein’s Knott, a knott being a rocky tor), part of the larger massif of Lifjell. An enjoyable weekend’s walking to say the least, but it’s back to work (in Oslo) tomorrow.

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Mountain tarn, on Gøysen

Saturday 31st August 2013, 2.05pm (day 737)

Mountain tarn, 31/8/13

Saturday saw us walking up to the peak of Gøysen, part of the Skorve massif. This shot was taken at approximately 1250 metres above sea level, making it one of the highest on this blog so far. I love the crystal clarity of the water in this tarn (one of many terms for mountain features which have been adopted into English, or at least into northern English dialect, but which come from Norwegian originally: like force (foss: a waterfall) and fell (fjell: a mountain)). The colours on the mountain were also very profuse. More photos from this walk have been uploaded onto my walking blog, by the way.

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The road by Seljordsvatn

Friday 30th August 2013, 5.30pm (day 736)

Road past Seljordsvatn, 30/8/13

So here I am back in Norway for a week, where, if in doubt, there’s always the landscape shot. This is the lake of Seljordsvatn, by which I was lucky enough to be spending the weekend, in the cabin of my friend Eystein and his family (you’ll be seeing him on Sunday’s pic). The lake is famed for its legendary water serpent, apparently. This is also one of the better shots I have ever taken from a moving car.

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Ice rainbow

Thursday 29th August 2013, 6.30pm (day 735)

Ice rainbow 29/8/13

I’ve only ever seen this a couple of times before — a rainbow, or at least a spectrum, high in the air, nowhere near the ground and with no rain in sight. I guess it must be caused by light refracting through ice crystals in the upper atmosphere. Bad weather on the way perhaps. Let’s hope not: I intend to spend next weekend walking in Norway.

POSTSCRIPT: Have discovered this is something called a ‘circumzenithal arc’. They are not rare as such, but apparently only appear when the sun is at exactly the right angle to ice crystals in high-level clouds, and thus can be seen only in very restricted locations on the ground. So if you do see one, feel privileged – it may well only be visible in a space a few metres around you.

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Watching Morecambe v Newcastle

Wednesday 28th August 2013, 8.50pm (day 734)

Morecambe v Newcastle, 28/8/13

Our Clare can occasionally be aroused by football, which is why Morecambe FC (currently of League Two) have featured more than once on the blog in the past. There she is in her MFC kit watching them lose — undeservedly I would add — to the supposedly far superior Newcastle United in tonight’s televised match.

That’s an illusion going on with Joe by the way. He’s not really got a pint of beer in front of him with a straw in it.

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Old Quadrangle, University of Manchester

Tuesday 27th August 2013, 12.15pm (day 733)

Old Quadrangle 27/8/13

There is continued good weather, and flowers seemingly everywhere, a vast improvement over last summer. I seem to have started noticing flowers more since I began taking the photography more seriously. They are good subjects, individually or en masse. The other models here aren’t bad either.

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Apothecary, Haworth

Monday 26th August 2013, 2.35pm (day 732)

Apothecary, 26/8/13

I was born on 26/8/69, so today was my 44th birthday. It was thrice blessed, being also a public holiday in the UK, and finally, a hot and sunny late summer’s day. We went to Haworth – as indeed did about ten thousand other tourists, but somehow the place seems to fit them all in without collapsing into some kind of over-commercialised netherworld; I like Haworth, in fact. Of course one cannot escape the Brontë references, even in this store, though the present owners are almost apologetic in pointing out that the main contribution it makes to literary history is that it’s the place where Bramwell Brontë once bought his opium.

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