In some shots it’s a matter of trying to stand as exactly in the centre of the pattern as is possible. I think I nearly made it but the window at the end betrays a slight bias to the left. But then of course if I was that worried about symmetry I would have ditched the shot when my colleague walked through the door.
Hey, I’m not morally censuring. A few seconds after taking this shot (oh look…. sunshine!), I also ignored the signage. Everybody does. Come off the footbridge leading to platforms 4-6 on Victoria station and you can ignore it, too.
And how do you know it is a dentist’s waiting room? From the pencil pot shaped like a molar, of course. Quite upstages the fish in the background.
“Come on a walk, they said. Lots of balls and squirrels to chase, they said. Hmmph. This don’t match my idea of fun. There aren’t even any crisps to eat.”
I’m still not particularly well, and despite a tolerable interlude yesterday the weather basically continues very crappy: ‘Outside’ at the moment is a euphemism for ‘Being sprayed with icy precipitation in a variety of forms’. So, more board games then. And a visit from Doug, who thereby makes — in part — his third appearance on the blog.
Today was a total write-off in every sense, thanks to the norovirus. If you’ve never had it, all I can say is, lucky you. I roused myself from coma only to take a photo and prevent this blog grinding to a halt after 2,338 days.
(The DVD? LCD Soundsystem’s live recording, Shut Up and Play the Hits.)
Planet Glitterball oversees the fun and frolics at the Friday night disco in the Trades Club. I remember going out. Not necessarily coming home, but that’s a story for Saturday morning. Perhaps.
I confidently predict January 2018 will play itself out without a great deal happening in any way. Being taken out for lunch (by the wife) was the main event of the day…
With the whole of 2018 so far having been afflicted with grim, grey weather, there has been little motivation to go out in it; in fact in the last three days I’ve only left the house once, for about two hours last night. There’s work to be done, I might as well get on with it. It doesn’t make for gripping photography, I realise that, but I’ll do my best.
New Year’s Eve was celebrated in the household, but it’s been a while since I could really raise it to go out on this date, and all the associated hassle. Beer in the pub then back for some gaming that kept us up, just about, until the bells. Happy New Year to you all.
My favourite photo of 2017? I think the one of Tromsø on June 19th; three visits there this year and it was definitely the travel discovery of 2017, Japan notwithstanding. I actually had a lot of decent weather on my visits to northern Norway but the shot on that June day was taken in a foul rainstorm, with snow in the background, and looking naturally monochrome even though this was one where I didn’t mess with the colours. It’s sort of how I picture Murmansk as looking. Anyway — onward, into 2018. It’s not going to be a year of change for me, but we’ll get through it I’m sure.
