Clare has been semi-bereaved lately by the slow death of her little netbook. It’s visible in the background, neglected and dying, because its shiny new replacement arrived today, and everyone at home was much happier. Kind of like when the puppy comes back from the vet’s.
As 200 days have now passed on this blog I have updated the Best of the Rest page with some more photos that didn’t quite make the ‘one a day’ cut.
Gosh, a Friday and a Saturday night out in the same weekend. I remember this, it’s called a social life.
I like this shot, particularly the disembodied head lurking to the left. Not bad, considering I’m usually in bed by this time.
It’s Joe’s birthday this weekend. For the first part of his treat, went into Manchester to see Oliver!, courtesy of my sister. But we had pictures from the theatre last weekend, so let’s vary the scenery. I like Albert Square, it’s about the only part of Manchester which is picturesque, at least, on the few days a year when there’s not a bunch of tents, market stalls, traffic cones or something else covering the cobbles.
I could say that we were here, with Joe, to see Rigoletto or something equally cultural but actually it was Spamalot, the Monty Python musical. More fun than an actual opera, anyway. I am very happy Joe likes Monty Python: it shows that the sense-of-humour genes have been passed on.
Neither of my parents have yet made it onto this blog, so here’s my Mum, Joe’s Gran. Brought him over here this evening for a visit, and a babysitting service, while I go to the football tomorrow (a trip about which you will undoubtedly hear). The game is ‘Monopoly City’, a kind of sexed-up version of the old game, with skyscrapers, planning blight and notes in the millions. It passes the time enjoyably enough. Joe won, incidentally. What that says about his entrepreneurial spirit, remains to be seen.
James is an archivist at the John Rylands Library, Deansgate, Manchester, a historic public Victorian library in the city centre. I brought my Media & Information Literacy students here today for a ‘field trip’ and was also videoing it for the benefit of my distance learning students. Hence, being able to juggle two cameras simultaneously and get this pic using both, in effect. Who says men can’t multitask, eh?
(I’m back at the Deansgate library tomorrow morning to do some more filming, so no promises, but there may be more. If you’re interested, follow this link to their web site.)
Friday evening, end of the week; doesn’t matter how busy I am, I don’t work Friday nights or at all on Saturdays.
Friday evening is George’s [Georgina’s] night on the bar in the Railway. Cheers, George. Mine’s a pint of Black Sheep.
Well, here we all are on the early morning cattle truck, pulling into a freezing cold, damp station (voted one of the 10 worst in the country a couple of years ago), and probably all off, like I was, to do something that our employer has decided is terribly important but almost certainly isn’t.
No wonder everyone’s face was like this. Damn sure mine was.
Bye bye to Rebe, who – via a roundabout route – is now off to live in Belgium for a year while her husband does post-doc work there. One of my recently-graduated students (see Dec 14th), and a very good advert for her native Costa Rica.
This blog is as much about my personal development as a photographer as anything else. Today I had a one-to-one development session with Sarah of Zebra Photography, a professional from Hebden Bridge; the session was a Christmas present (thanks Carol). I could say a great deal about what I learned, but suffice it to say that a considerable number of photos that I took today, for various reasons, I could not have taken the day before. Don’t expect them all to be like this from this point on – I need a new camera first – but I’m proud and a bit surprised by what I managed today. Hard to know which to choose – other highlights are on the Flickr site. Thanks, Sarah.
