Sunday 16th April 2017, 11.10am (day 2,061)
Poor weather kept everyone indoors on Easter Sunday and ways of passing the time needed to be found. Is there such a word as ‘origamist’ — ‘he/she who makes origami’? Well, there is now.
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Chilling out, Leeds station
Sunday 9th April 2017, 2.00pm (day 2,054)
Generally the theme over the last few days has been relaxation, and this seems to be the state of mind of this lady on the train to London this afternoon, particularly as this shot was taken before we had even left Leeds station. I did my best to adopt such an attitude today as well, despite the need to go down to London yet again to hang around at an embassy (you might see this tomorrow)….
Professor Schuster
Tuesday 4th April 2017, 10.45am (day 2,049)
Found myself in the Physics and Astronomy building on Manchester today, named for Arthur Schuster, physicist and coiner of the term ‘antimatter’ whose bust in the foyer currently sports a rather fetching pink bow tie and fluffy rabbit ears. And why not.
MacBook (there went my day)
Monday 13th March 2017, 6.25pm (day 2,027)
With all due respect to its intellectual and conversational benefits, a day teaching at home online is not going to be the most exciting day photographically. Never mind. In a week’s time I shall be on my way to Japan.
The agora, Athens (in Lego)
Sunday 5th March 2017, 1.25pm (day 2,019)
The wife’s Lego fetish took us up to Newcastle for a day out, with the Centre for Life — a science museum, basically — containing a temporary ‘Brick History’ exhibit, with various historical events depicted in plastic. I have always said that should a time machine ever be invented, my choice for a return would be ancient Athens to see how democracy actually got started: I doubt it was quite as orderly as this though. (I’d stop off on the way in Manchester, 1979, to see Joy Division live, too.)
Waiting for the exam
Friday 17th February 2017, 11.55am (day 2,003)
I spent the last few hours of the working week as an examiner for some assessed presentations. A stream of fresh and (usually) interesting 20- to 21-year-olds coming in to convince us of their plans for world domination. And you know? A few of them have a shot at it. I like this shot because of the tea ladies in the background (they had just cleared away the detritus of the morning shift), the left-hand student’s incipient bubblegum moment, the relatively grand surroundings of the very finely-named Whitworth building…. And that it’s Friday. I’ve had a 6-day week, I need a weekend.
Pub mirror
Monday 30th January 2017, 4.05pm (day 1,985)
Not an exciting day today, so here’s an abstract. I like the lines, the slash of pink. Flimsy disguise for the fact I was in the pub at 4pm on a school day, however.
Not very busy
Tuesday 24th January 2017, 4.55pm (day 1,979)
The title of this post is meant in a practical sense. To see a Hebden pub this empty at 5pm is very rare. It’s the end of January, no one has any money. I certainly don’t.
But there’s an existential meaning to it too. It’s been an extremely uneventful period, last week included (I might have gone to Moscow, but I didn’t do much). It’ll change. Slowly. But it will.
Stove fire
Sunday 22nd January 2017, 4.15pm (day 1,977)
I did say there was going to be little to get excited about this weekend (or for the next few days, come to that). In fact this picture is taken in the same place as yesterday’s. Warmth like this was much needed today, a grey, chilly day. About that point in the winter where you really start getting fed up with it.
Extinguishers’ Union meeting
Tuesday 17th January 2017, 3.35pm (day 1,972)
“Brothers and sisters! Here we stand against the tyranny of our human masters. They hang us up on walls and expect us to be on duty 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, to guard against their own negligence. I say enough! We demand Sundays off at least!”
“And warmer foam. It’s cold enough here as it is.”
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