Wednesday 19th June 2013, 9.00am (day 664)
Seven days in a row at home now — I mean without leaving at all, even for work — and no nights away planned until well into July. This is unusual for me. I need to look around, reconnect.
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Category Archives: Hebden Bridge
Happy graffiti
Monday 17th June 2013, 8.30am (day 662)
Hebden Bridge street art… and why not?
Palace House Road, Hebden Bridge
Saturday 15th June 2013, 12.40pm (day 660)
I realised today while having 45 minutes to wander around town that in 12 years of living in Hebden Bridge I had never walked up a particular street. So, I did. It looks like this: if one wants it to. (This image is further cropped from the first version after I realised there was a satellite dish on it!)
Get used to the scenery anyway: with only a very few exceptions (six or so), I’m staying in the home town every day for the next five and a half weeks. It hasn’t happened much lately…
Bluebells and insects
Friday 31st May 2013, 2.30pm (day 645)
Three days of photos back home in HB and they’ve all had a floral theme; which is certainly pervasive as a theme, round here at the moment. There is more going on in this picture than you might at first think, however: this was taken into a cloud of insects, several of which are lit up in the sunlight to the top right of the shot.
Home
Wednesday 29th May 2013, 5.20pm (day 643)
On the return home,
Fallen blossoms. I’m sure there’s
A haiku in it.
The Summer House
Monday 21st January 2013, 9.45am (day 515)
Today was my last full day in Hebden Bridge until early June. Tomorrow my journey to Australia starts – that is, as long as I can get out of the valley. Ah, what the hell. I have three days to get to the airport.
The playground
Friday 18th January 2013, 9.35am (day 512)
The defining factor at the moment is the weather, as any of your British friends will probably tell you, although it’s far from being a major fall of snow, at least, not round here. But I don’t care either way. I don’t have to go anywhere until Tuesday.
Breaking the ice
Thursday 17th January 2013, 8.45am (day 511)
Had intended to get a photo from Manchester today, encapsulating the fact that this was my last day there for at least 5 months – but here we are, this one was good so let’s run with it.
Nevertheless, have I mentioned that today was my last day in Manchester for at least 5 months? Thank you…
Tree, before dawn
Wednesday 9th January 2013, 6.55am (day 503)
I took precisely no (n=0) good photos today, but this one makes it to encapsulate the fact that I am in a sort of limbo week, still getting up before dawn to trug in to Manchester on the early morning cattle truck, waiting for my sabbatical to get going. Wintry morning with freezing fog today, but not much longer to suffer this.
Monday night Chess Club
Monday 7th January 2013, 7.00pm (day 501)
Another of my occasional drinking haunts, the Trades Club in Hebden Bridge, has yet to feature on this blog, but let’s allow it to sneak on today with its regular weekly chess club, held in the back room and run by the impressively bewhiskered gentleman (John) you see here. A black and white photo for a black and white subject.
Being 42 