Category Archives: Urban scene

Feb 17 2026
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Quantum proposition

Monday 16th February 2026, 9.15am (day 5,289)

Quantum theory, 16/2/25

Whomever stencilled this on Cross Street, Manchester, is obviously referring to the Many Worlds Interpretation of quantum theory — the idea that whenever a decision is taken, both possibilities play out, and so all possible worlds exist as parallel universes. Which is all very well but if, somewhere, I am the King of Norway — or banged up in a concentration camp for some perceived felony or other — or having great sex with Natalie Portman on a regular basis — the “I” that exists in this reality still had to go to work on this Monday morning. Another proposition then — it is what it is.

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Feb 11 2026
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Back to China(town)

Tuesday 10th February 2026, 9.50am (day 5,283)

Chinese lanterns, 10/2/26

I didn’t go on from Dubai to China — this is Manchester. The lanterns have all appeared since I was last there a week ago, so get to make their regular appearance on the blog: I think most Februaries have featured them in some form.

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Feb 07 2026
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A taste of Dubai

Friday 6th February 2026, 1.05pm (day 5,279)

Taste Dubai, 6/2/26

A small, but nice thing about coming to work somewhere else is that it changes my commute to ‘the office’, or in this case, ‘the hotel in which the teaching is taking place’. Instead of sitting on a Northern Rail cattle truck in the February rain I get, for a couple of days, to take a 10-minute walk in the sunshine. I can’t just walk through the park though, as currently it is occupied by a food festival, the gate of which can be seen behind the sign. Maybe I’ll have time to check it out on Sunday, but not today.

Yes, I know, the skyscrapers are somewhat on the slant; but it was either them, or the sign. Such is the impact of cheapo gear. I’m impressed my camera still works, in fact: it’s reaching the three-year mark, which has been the historic limit for them since I started taking pictures every day.

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Feb 04 2026
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Not too cold for a T-shirt…

Tuesday 3rd February 2026, 2.50pm (day 5,276)

Winter t-shirt, 3/2/26

I have noticed down the years that one thing that can be guaranteed to astonish foreigners about Britons is the ability of some of them to walk around in clothing that is, manifestly, inadequate for the temperature. I have to say that in this, I agree with them. I could not believe that this guy was wearing only a T-shirt today. It was, to put it bluntly, frigging freezing this afternoon. I was in two T-shirts — a jumper — a big coat — and a scarf, and it was still chilly. Is his blood formed of antifreeze? How does he tolerate this? Words fail me.

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Jan 30 2026
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Barbican

Wednesday 28th January 2026, 11.15am (day 5,270)

Barbican estate, 28/1/26

I like the Barbican estate in the City of London, particularly on a sunny and pleasant day. If someone were to offer me the chance to live anywhere in London (it’ll never happen) I would choose here, it just seems like a fairly peaceful and attractive spot despite, or perhaps because of, all the brutalism. It’s interesting to look at a map of modern London and trace the outline of the old medieval, walled city: many of the place names make it clear what used to be there — Moorgate, Smithfield, Barbican.

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Jan 29 2026
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Approaching the Temperate House, Kew

Tuesday 27th January 2026, 12 noon (day 5,269)

Kew Gardens, 27/1/26

A first-ever visit to Kew, and yes, it counted as work — as the nation’s premier botanical gardens this was a crucial node in the networks of information, learning and capital which formed the basis of the British Empire from the 18th century on, and to which St Helena and Ascension Island were intimately linked. Ahead, one of the entrances to the Temperate House, which at one point was the largest glasshouse in the world, and is still the largest surviving Victorian one.

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Jan 28 2026
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Fruit and veg

Monday 26th January 2026, 11.10am (day 5,268)

Fruit and veg, 26/1/26

Actually, maybe there aren’t any vegetables in view here — technically. Tomatoes are definitely fruit and I guess peppers are too. But what the hell. There are certainly some decent ingredients available throughout this city: it sucks them in from the countryside, like it sucks other kinds of capital, financial, environmental and otherwise.

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Jan 26 2026
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Living way up in the air

Sunday 25th January 2026, 2.00pm (day 5,267)

Walthamstow apartment, 25/1/25

I am now staying in London for a week, and for all of it I am going to look out of my hotel window and see these balconies. I wonder whether the couch you see here will be used much in January, but I guess it’s something that makes one’s elevated rabbit hutch a somewhat more agreeable place to live.

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Jan 17 2026
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The treetops

Friday 16th January 2026, 9.40am (day 5,258)

Treetop houses, 16/1/26

The ‘treetop’ houses on Heptonstall Road have featured before, I am sure, but forgive me if I don’t dig out the hyperlink right now. But once again, you were getting something that could be seen from my place. At least, after today, my marking duties are over for a while.

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Jan 15 2026
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Gathering of blue and red lights

Wednesday 14th January 2026, 5.40pm (day 5,256)

Police van, 14/1/26

Another day with a photo that will fail to enter the world’s, or even my own, stock of Great Pictures, but it’ll be like this for a while, I’m afraid. It’s always a little worrying to come home and find an ambulance and police van parked outside the house, but whatever had been going on, it wasn’t at our place. These little moments of incident take place behind walls, and we see the outcome but never discover their origin.

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