Category Archives: Interior

Return to the Picture House

Friday 30th October 2020, 7.45pm (day 3,354)

Picture House foyer, 30/10/20

Hebden Bridge’s hundred-year-old Picture House has not featured on the blog in 2020. Flooded (again) on Feb. 9th and then forced to close by the New Fascism — until tonight. Tonight, we could return to support this valuable local resource, see a good film (Saint Maud) and have a glass of wine at our seat. Next week, as we are pressured back into whatever the hell ‘Tier 3’ is being defined as by Our Glorious Leaders, we will still be able to see movies, but not have a glass of wine at our seat. This is the kind of difference that gives me a warm, cosy feeling of safety and respect for authority.

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Home invasion (benign)

Thursday 29th October 2020, 1.00pm (day 3,353)

Ellie & Marcus do the jigsaw, 29/10/20

We had visitors in the house today, and this will make no more difference to anyone’s life than if we were to do the same thing next week. Unless you ascribe to the views of the moronocracy, who’d rather blame us for their own failings, and screw up local economies just that little bit more. Meanwhile, Ellie & Marcus work on the jigsaw. It’s half-term.

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Unequivocal guidance

Wednesday 7th October 2020, 6.55pm (day 3,331)

I’m not a ‘mask shamer’. There are plenty of people out there who for one reason or another can’t wear one, particularly not for any length of time, and everyone else just needs to live with that fact. But all the same, this signage did make me laugh.

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Inactivity

Saturday 3rd October 2020, 4.30pm (day 3,237)

Today was considerably less mobile and active than yesterday. No football, even: making it the first Saturday I have voluntarily not attended a match since mid-February. The reason? Rain, constant rain, endless, all day. Apologies then for the boredom factor but at least we can still go to the pub.

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Home for abandoned chairs

Thursday 17th September 2020, 4.00pm (day 3,311)

Wicker chair, 17/9/20

The sign is unreadable thanks to the light shining through the wicker, but it says “Please take this chair if you would like it.”  And our Clare is the kind of person who gives home to abandoned household objects like this, which is why we have no room in our house to swing a cat.  Well, not any particularly big ones.

 

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Very limited horizons

Thursday 3rd September 2020, 11.55am (day 3,297)

Working at home, 3/9/20

This really was about as much of the world as I saw today. But, you know, not in black and white.

What happened between 28/4 and 1/5/2016 incidentally? Answer: that year’s Hebden Bridge Burlesque Festival. Should you be wondering.

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What the garden gave

Sunday 30th August 2020, 12.35pm (day 3,293)

Garden produce, 30/8/20

Apples, rhubarb, blackberries, a leek (the leeks have done magnificently this year), kale, lettuce and I think there’s a blueberry in there somewhere.  Not bad for half an hour up at the allotment. And, you know, a few months of work, mostly by Nature.

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On air

Thursday 27th August 2020, 2.20pm (day 3,290)

On air, 27/8/20

Ssshhhh…. I’m recording. It was an excuse to get onto campus, anyway.  This is only the fifth Manchester picture since the 10th March, 170 days ago.

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Catherine at work

Friday 21st August 2020, 10.40am (day 3,284)

Cath the bath, 21/8/20

A reason we went away this week in particular was that our bathroom was being redecorated so it was advisable to be out of the house.  This job was ably undertaken by Catherine, pictured here in the process of grouting our newly tiled floor, and her assistant Simon.  All is now back in use and looking much better, so thanks (and money) are due to them both.

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A joke? Maybe, maybe not

Saturday 15th August 2020, 1.10pm (day 3,278)

Possible irony, 15/8/20

There were several other photos that could have made it today and they were all more artistic than this one.  But I have gone with this one simply to provoke some consideration.  Is this sign a joke?  Or is it meant seriously?  What’s more to the point is that right now it’s actually impossible to be sure, and that alone is a sign of how screwed up things have become.  I will continue to document the world that I see, but it doesn’t mean that I understand it any more.

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