Much as I like many things about Bergen, it is the rainiest city in Europe. This picture was taken in the foyer of the university library this lunchtime. It rained all day, which explains why there are no photos of this morning’s eclipse despite Bergen experiencing 98% totality at about 10.50am. It did get very dim, but not a hint of sun (obscured or otherwise) was to be seen. Ah well, never mind — I have bagged an eclipse before. Maybe next time.
I do like a pint of Guinness anyway so I’m not succumbing to marketing. Well, maybe a little bit. A happy St. Paddy’s day to you. And a happy day 1,300 of the blog, too.
The climber ascends the crag beside the lava falls. Or maybe it’s a strangely shaped bit of wood beside the fire The fun thing is that you’ll never be sure.
Spent the whole day doing this stuff, without leaving the house, so you weren’t getting a photo that does any more for your lives than giving you a chance to inspect the accoutrements that surround my home workspace.
Took Joe (on school holidays) to the Castle Museum in York today, a good museum full of “everyday objects”, though I guess most people don’t have these kinds of thing lying around on a shelf at home. They appeared in the context of the World War I 100th anniversary exhibition there, a time at which replacement body parts were in more demand.
Cheat it may be to take a photo of a cinema screen, but I don’t care. This is, quite definitely, one of the best half-dozen movies ever made, and tonight it was playing not ten minutes’ walk from my house. These things matter.
Was determined that today’s photo should come from Manchester, to break the run of Hebden pics and prove I do turn up at the office now and again. This despite having a photogenic night out (in Hebden) which may have proven a more fertile source than this rather random, albeit well-lit, corridor. But I didn’t take my camera out tonight, so we are left with this one. The corridor. Two fire extinguishers. It’s a thriller, I know.
It’s a long period at home — 10 of the 15 shots so far in 2015 have been taken in Hebden Bridge. Though things liven up again come early February, there is no change to come in the next fortnight. So I have to find my creativity where I can, by leeching on the work of others.
We went to Haworth for a Sunday out but the weather was pretty foul so it was a day to spend time indoors. Nobody wanted a hat, particularly. But check out the freaky eyes on this dummy.
Manchester Victoria station passes by through the windows of a Metrolink tram. Why was I on a Metrolink tram going through Victoria, the place where I normally catch my train home? Because there weren’t any bloody trains from Victoria this afternoon, were there. Tram to Rochdale instead, three-hour journey home, welcome back to the 2015 commute indeed.
Being 42 