Friday 6th October 2017, 8.05am (day 2,234)
One of those days when the sun just comes up at the right time, two minutes before the train arrives to take me to Manchester.
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Category Archives: Hebden Bridge
Man in hole
Monday 25th September 2017, 2.05pm (day 2,223)
We’re all working away in a hole one way or another. Question is, I guess, can we make the most of our time in there?
Top entrance, Nutclough Mill
Thursday 7th September 2017, 12.20am (day 2,205)
Once again, not an exciting shot, but Thursday was not an exciting day. Indeed, so uneventful was it that this is in fact a mild curiosity, a shot taken just after midnight on what therefore still amounts to the day before. Still counts though, making this the second-earliest shot ever on the blog: only the one in Bergen on 27/9/14 (12.10am) beats it.
On Market Street
Sunday 13th August 2017, 2.10pm (day 2,180)
It certainly does. This shop has been empty for some time, doubtless at some point it will turn into a) a boutique cafe and/or micropub b) an art/jewellry/trinket emporium. These are, by law, now the only kinds of premises permitted to open in Hebden Bridge.
Pride Police
Saturday 12th August 2017, 4.20pm (day 2,179)
Street party in Hebden Bridge this afternoon to celebrate LGBT and possibly Q life (new initials seem to be added annually to this acronym). The police were keen to participate and bring out the rainbow flags to decorate vehicles and headgear.
Encounter
Sunday 6th August 2017, 11.50am (day 2,173)
The cat looks slightly worried, as if the guy is a devious catnapper that has been terrorising Hebden Bridge’s felines for the last few years. Perhaps he’s trying to sneak him in the bag: or the green waste bins are calling ‘feed me a cat…’ (like in American Psycho).
Water for dogs
Saturday 22nd July 2017, 1.10pm (day 2,158)
The holidays have started, and a sunny day brought the crowds out into Hebden Bridge town centre today. All needed refreshment…
The storm finally comes
Wednesday 19th July 2017. 9.50pm (day 2,155)
As the day wore on, what had started out as ‘close’ weather became downright ‘muggy’ until negotiating the outside world became like wading through treacle. Finally, the storm broke and we got some much-needed rain. It was one of those days at work where I just didn’t really have time to take a decent photo, and anyway, evenings have largely disappeared from this blog at the moment so let’s use this one (in fact this is the latest picture in a day since 9th March). We can call it ‘Storm Study (blue and yellow)’, if you like.
Anonymous critique of British politics
Monday 10th July 2017, 8.05am (day 2,146)
Sums it up for me, in at least two different ways.
In the dry dock
Wednesday 14th June 2017, 2.15pm (day 2,120)
Often good for a photo, as the canal dry dock is about the last bastion of proper industry (you know, with sparks and grime) in the very centre of Hebden Bridge. It looks old, but was actually put in fairly recently, as I’ve seen photos from the 1980s that show it wasn’t there then.
Being 42 