Category Archives: Hebden Bridge

Hebden at dusk

Monday 8th February 2021, 5.25pm (day 3,455)

HB snowy dusk, 8/2/21

I did leave Hebden Bridge today, as Clare became the first person under 70 years of age that I know has been vaccinated (it wasn’t against mumps, if you take my meaning). But the pictures taken during my half hour wait in the car park at the hospital in Halifax were not very exciting. Nor is the one above, of course, but it at least continues the recent snowy theme. Vaccinations notwithstanding it seems like there will be weeks more of this yet. Some lights are still on, here and there.

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Psychedelic pathway

Friday 29th January 2021, 3.50pm (day 3,445)

Psychedelic footpath, 29/1/21

It’s just some graffiti on the old pumping station up in the woods above my house. But wouldn’t it be nice if this really were some portal into another world. One where the pubs were open, would be a real good start.

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Tough assignment

Tuesday 26th January 2021, 5.00pm (day 3,442)

Green Nutclough, 26/1/21

Today was tough to get through whether photographically or otherwise. This shot means nothing, except maybe to show that it’s getting lighter in the evenings. But only astronomically.

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Social distancing

Monday 25th January 2021, 11.25am (day 3,441)

Distanced dog, 25/1/21

The last time anyone other than myself or Joe was depicted on the blog was 4th January, the afternoon before Bojo the Clown put us all under house arrest again. Since then, portrait opportunities have been very rare. This can almost be considered a crowd by recent standards. Though even the dog now takes its lead from us and remains apart. Who’s going to actually start to rebuild the bridges? It won’t just happen.

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Has it stopped raining yet?

Wednesday 20th January 2021, 3.25pm (day 3,436)

Very high water, 20/1/21

Two days of more-or-less constant rain and the Hebden Water looked like this in mid-afternoon. The general approach to flood defence here still seems to be, essentially, just cross your fingers and hope.

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No entry…

Monday 18th January 2021, 4.25pm (day 3,434)

No entry, 18/1/21

… to pubs, or anywhere else, until Our Glorious Leader decides. The only person with whom I had a face-to-face conversation today, family members excepted, was some paranoid stoner who started hurling abuse at me as I walked to the shop. Other than that, deadness. Do we have a government — a society, even — so lacking in wit or intelligence that this is really the best we can do?

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View from Shackleton Top

Sunday 17th January 2021, 10.40am (day 3,433)

View from Shackleton, 17/1/21

This ersatz life continues. Walking is about the only entertainment available — at least, the only one that should be depicted on here. The monument on Stoodley Pike has featured several times on this blog (follow the tag); the houses are the northern end of Heptonstall; and last week’s snow has all gone, for now.

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Local highway

Saturday 16th January 2021, 2.00pm (day 3,432)

Path to Lee Wood Road, 16/1/21

The topography of my home town is such that many of the paths that wind up and down the particularly steep hillsides have never been turned into roads. This one winds up the steep slope of Lee Wood, past the cricket club to the road at the top. I took it today for variety: expect a lot of ‘local’ colour at this time, ‘cos local is all that’s on offer.

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The depths of January

Friday 15th January 2021, 2.35pm (day 3,431)

January house view, 15/1/21

Hibernation continues. And it’s cold out there. Although a beautiful day today, in many ways. But I imagine few people in Britain are going to remember January 2021 at all, in the long run.

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Pigeon parliament

Wednesday 13th January 2021, 3.35pm [really] (day 3,429)

Pigeon parliament, 13/1/21

Correctly, it is owls that gather together in parliaments. But when do you ever see more than one owl together? The term seems to better fit these pigeons, sat on top of the Big Ben-style clock that graces what used to be a hotel in the centre of Hebden, now it’s apartments. Like all stopped clocks, it gives the right time twice a day.

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