Category Archives: Interior

Work lag

Monday 18th October 2021, 5.10pm (day 3,707)

Working at home, 18/10/21

No point claiming that I did anything other than this kind of thing today — and there were almost another three hours of it to go after I took this shot. Jet lag, I seem to have avoided. Work lag, I have.

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Vending at Victoria

Friday 8th October 2021, 3.25pm (day 3,697)

Victoria vending, 8/10/21

The end of another week…. and some snacks are required for the journey home. This is one of those where I just saw some good light over on the far platform and tried it out.

Following a negative Covid test this morning — but of course it was always going to be negative — this should be the penultimate shot of around 615 consecutive days in the UK. But on Sunday, I will be leaving for a week; if the clenched-up bureaucracy at each end of this journey does deign to let me through. Destination — well, you can find out on Sunday (or possibly Monday).

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Love shack

Wednesday 29th September 2021, 5.10pm (day 3,688)

Love Shack, 29/9/21

I didn’t plan it this way but this is turning into a very uneventful week, spent mostly at home. It’s lockdown all over again, except the pubs are open. Including this secluded little spot at the back of the Railway, unoccupied at this point in time.

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Remnants of Joe

Tuesday 28th September 2021, 10.20am (day 3,687)

Behind Joe's door, 28/9/21

There remains a Joe-shaped hole in the house at the moment. But perhaps this shot, taken on a rare foray into his unoccupied room, is evidence that we didn’t pack him off to Dundee after all. Although decomposition has set in pretty fast, if that is indeed the case.

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Table in Nightjar

Thursday 23rd September 2021, 4.00pm (day 3,682)

Table in Nightjar, 23/9/21

Work, at the moment, consists of me banging my head against various Kafkaesque brick walls (Covid has infected the bureaucratic mindset far more profoundly than it has our physiology, and to more danaging effect) until I can’t stand it any more on any given day and need a drink. Today that point was reached about 3.50pm. Ten minutes later I was admiring the woodiness, almost meatiness, of the table in Nightjar at which I drank my first pint of the day.

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The Morecambe lads visit Doncaster

Saturday 18th September 2021, 1.30pm (day 3,677)

Morecambe lads and Clare, 18/9/21

A day out at the football, and it was Clare’s idea. She sits there looking rather amused at the boisterous but harmless fellow Morecambe FC fans who took over The Leopard pub near Doncaster station at lunchtime. The stencil of Pelé, to the right, also sets the tone. Sadly, no one was feeling as boisterous after watching a rather tame 1-0 defeat, but that was all still to come.

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House of Pain

Tuesday 14th September 2021, 2.00pm (day 3,673)

Massage room, 14/9/21

With my legs increasingly suffering from overuse and basic middle age, I went and paid £50 today to get legally beaten up by a masseuse. I think it helped; and your average dominatrix would charge a lot more. So I’m led to believe.

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Joe’s luggage (excerpt)

Friday 10th September 2021, 1.50pm (day 3,669)

Joe's luggage, 10/9/21

The colander. The multipack of Seabrook’s Salt & Vinegar crisps (this is a very Yorkshire brand, in case you did not know). Many more things that are not compressed enough to appear on this shot. He’s ready…. we think…. for tomorrow’s drive north, and for the weeks that are still to come.

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No helium

Saturday 4th September 2021, 11.35am (day 3,663)

No helium, 4/9/21

Helium is abundant in the universe but not on Earth, as it’s so light, and unreactive, that all it wants to do is escape back into space. I guess this shop has just discovered this fact of chemistry.

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The remains of lunch

Friday 20th August 2021, 12.40pm (day 3,648)

Friends of Ham, 20/8/21

More food, and more alcohol — note the presence of a bottle of Rochefort 10-year-old, already declared on here as the world’s finest beer. But then, I am on holiday, and food and alcohol is at least part of what being on holiday is all about. Taken in the aptly named ‘Friends of Ham’ bar/restaurant in Leeds, at the start of a trip down South.

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