Tuesday 17th December 2019, 3.40pm (day 3,036)
“You’re not pointing that camera at me, are you?” asks Gus. Well yeah, actually you could see that I was… No offence meant my friend.
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Category Archives: Portrait
Clare’s December build
Monday 2nd December 2019, 9.35am (day 3,021)
Advent calendars which just involved opening a door and seeing a picture of an elf or something have long been deemed passé; now there must be something to consume, or play with, or build. As in the Harry Potter Lego Multimedia Cross-Disciplinary Advertising calendar that the wife has acquired this year. Day 2 — build the Hogwarts Express, for Master Potter who came out bright and fresh on Dec 1 (that’s him to bottom right).
Reggie and Annie (true love)
Wednesday 6th November 2019, 5.45pm (day 2,995)
Reggie and Annie are as true a couple as I have ever met. Somewhat out of focus though it is, I like this photo because it demonstrates that fact.
Boot man, Hebden Bridge market
Thursday 10th October 2019, 9.40am (day 2,968)
On the 10th October 1991 I turned up in Yorkshire for what was originally planned to be a stay of a few weeks while I ‘got myself sorted out’. Twenty-eight years later, I am still living here: the last eighteen of those in Hebden Bridge. So let’s make today’s pic a home town shot. This is commercialism again, but of a far less predatory sort than yesterday’s. In the matter of boots, defer to the boot man (Bakunin — paraphrased). I hear the olives on the next stall along are pretty good too.
Hall of mirrors
Sunday 6th October 2019, 12.20pm (day 2,964)
It’s not quite the finale of Enter the Dragon but I still like this one. However, how come Joe gets on three times, one neatly in each third — and I’m only on once? Perhaps I am only part vampire. It would explain certain things.
At the Food Festival (again)
Saturday 28th September 2019, 6.45pm (day, 2,956)
A Saturday night out in Manchester and, to start it, a return to the Food & Drink Festival also depicted (more abstractly) yesterday. On both days there were plenty of pleasant things to consume. Manchester makes its five-in-a-row: only the second time I have managed this, the first being in March 2014.
Taking a rest
Sunday 15th September 2019, 2.30pm (day 2,943)
On the train down to London. Both of these guys needed a rest after a weekend with the (grand)parents, it seems.
The last rays of sun
Friday 13th September 2019, 6.20pm (day 2,941)
The end of a week, and some relaxation time was definitely called for. This one spot outside Calan’s holds the sunshine for as long as is becoming possible at this time of year, as the days decline. Clare makes the most of this, even though (and she did pre-approve the use of this pic) it does make her look like she is sporting some fine sideburns.
Last day of peace
Thursday 12th September 2019, 2.55pm (day 2,940)
This will be the last day for a while I see the Manchester campus in any form of peaceful state. The erection of this marquee today is just one sign that from the next time I’m there, on Tuesday, there will be people. Thousands upon thousands of them.
Pre-match smoke
Tuesday 27th August 2019, 6.15pm (day 2,924)
I wonder whether now I have hit 50 that I am going to start seeing any aspect of the world differently. It won’t happen overnight of course, but maybe changes in my worldview will become more apparent. Here’s an example. I certainly understand this guy’s attitude rather more than I might have in the past.
