Wednesday 12th October 2011, 8.45am (day 48)
The Indian Summer buggered off back to India at least a week ago and since then it’s barely stopped raining. Not much else worth adding here, except perhaps, ‘enough already’.
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Category Archives: Hebden Bridge
Rochdale Canal, Hebden Bridge
Saturday 1st October 2011, 10.20am (day 37)
I like travelling; but I also like coming home. It’s a cliché, but one that is true, particularly on a beautiful, Indian summer’s day like today.
I had another very close candidate for today’s photo, on a similar theme, which I have put on Flickr at http://www.flickr.com/photos/drew_whitworth/6200384161/in/photostream. Like everyone else, I think Indian summers are great – that last little bit of heat and sun before the inevitability of winter. No wonder we all chill out.
Delicatessen stall, Hebden Bridge market
Sunday 18th September 2011, 11.10am (day 24)
Alternate Sundays a market sets up in the centre of Hebden Bridge, five minutes’ walk from my house. This stall is always there with its amazing profusion of pots, packets, jars, bottles and bags of great Mediterranean food, all presided over by this otherwise cliched Yorkshireman. No picture snatched in passing can capture it, but there’s enough in this picture to make the glands begin watering anyway.
Morning mist, Hebden Bridge
Thursday 15th September 2011, 7.50am (day 21)
The defining feature of today has to be the weather. All day it was good. The first thing seen when the curtains were opened this morning was the valley below filled with a thick tendril of mist – which I did my best to capture here. The rest of the day was a glorious return to summer, much-needed after what feels like two weeks of autumn. I hope it remains like this tomorrow, for another walk, but actually, I don’t really care. I’m on my weekend.
‘Something Sweet’, Hebden Bridge
Wednesday 14th September 2011, 3.20pm (day 20)
Hebden Bridge is known for being packed full of ‘independent’ stores. This means that you can’t buy many useful things, like a pair of pants or a washing machine, but you can find five or six retailers here from whom you can buy a chamomile-scented candle shaped like a pyramid.
However, when one wants to get an otherwise reluctant child to do something with you just after school chucking-out time, the fact that we have an old, traditional sweet shop (candy store) is something of a bonus.
View over Hebden Bridge town centre
Monday 12th September 2011, 5.45pm (day 18)
I was lacking inspiration today: it’d been pretty mundane (work at home, take the boy to school, cook dinner etc). But with the high winds today, the skies kept opening and closing up, and this was the best effort I could get. It’s a shame about the telephone wire, but it’s still quite a nice shot.
View from my living room
Monday 5th September 2011, 10.55am (day 11)
Joe goes back to school tomorrow after his summer vacation. On this photo you can almost see the rain still falling. Someone’s telling us, ‘That’s your summer mate. That was it, gone. It’ll be back in another three-quarters of a year.’
Alice’s Run, near the railway station
Sunday 4th September 2011, 11.00am (day 10)
It was my attempt to train for a marathon in 2007 that half-destroyed my left knee: so I don’t run any more. The Wainwright walks are my compensation, so I don’t regret this, most of the time. But seeing an organised event like ‘Alice’s Run’ (named after a teenager whose premature death inspired the event) does give me occasional pangs of nostalgia and I admire the fitness and dedication of the people who do it.
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