Friday 13th March 2015, 1.10pm (day 1,296)
So what’s in the carrying case? Inquiring minds want to know.
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Category Archives: Stranger
Accordianist
Wednesday 4th March 2015, 3.35pm (day 1,287)
There he was, playing the theme from The Godfather. And happy with it. I make this only the second busker to appear on the blog.
Perhaps I could have got a photo to mark Joe’s birthday, 12 years old today. Never mind, let’s mark it anyway.
Thursday market
Thursday 12th February 2015, 12.20pm (day 1,267)
What was in the boxes I do not know, but if they started out full then clearly she’s had a good day’s trading. Perhaps that’s what she’s texting about. But perhaps the stall just sells the boxes. It’s that kind of market.
Jehovah’s Witnesses, Oxford Street, Manchester
Monday 19th January 2015, 12.55pm (day 1,243)
The Watchtower is the magazine with the largest print run in the whole world, some 53,000.000 copies each month, apparently. All distributed for free. (Though it seems even the servants of God’s kingdom on Earth are not immune from having to adapt to the Internet, with the magazine having gone down to 16 pages and more emphasis placed on the digital edition these days.) I guess you need a large and voluntary distribution network to handle a publication like that. And so without addressing irrelevant questions of ‘faith’ — that’s what the Witnesses are: unpaid labour. They have to put in timesheets like the rest of us, but instead of getting pay now, they believe their redemption will come when the world finally ends (which according to them has been about to take place since 1914).
None of this persuades a great many people to stop and take a copy.
Half time, Halifax v Alfreton
Saturday 29th November 2014, 4.00pm (day 1,192)
Have not had the chance to see Brighton lately and nor, to tell the truth, much motivation to, as we’re having a lousy season. Felt like watching a match today and as Halifax were at home took Joe there. Good grief though, that’s a bunch of fans with a stratospheric whinge factor. Maybe some of them started out like fresh faced kids when they were 10 years old or so, like this one. But they’ve changed, boy have they changed. Halifax 2, Alfreton 0 today.
Gate D3 at Copenhagen airport
Wednesday 26th November 2014, 1.30pm (day 1,189)
God I spend a lot of time at Copenhagen airport. I mean, it’s not a bad airport as these things go, but it’s still an airport, thus essentially soulless. Extra hour’s delay today as well.
Yes, I know I could have sat six inches to the left and got the symmetries on this shot exactly right, but there was a large Scandinavian bloke sat there and anyway I couldn’t be entirely obvious taking this. If I hadn’t pointed it out you wouldn’t have noticed it anyway… right?
On the cattle truck
Monday 24th November 2014, 5.00pm (day 1,187)
The point of this blog is not just to find the day’s ‘artistic’ or ‘creative’ side but also to try to epitomise my day. This shot sure does that. Sometimes I’m this close to sodding off back to Fiji.
The new plaza outside Manchester Central Library
Wednesday 12th November 2014, 9.35am (day 1,175)
Guest at the Halloween party
Friday 31st October 2014, 10.55pm (day 1,163)
Happy Halloween, happy end of the week, end of the month, end (for me) of a long period travelling. The house across the road threw a party tonight, an enjoyable evening. I believe that it was supposed to be the warmest 31st October in the UK since records began.
Being 42 