Latest in the series “Back streets of Manchester city centre: often walked past, never photographed before”. This picture makes Norfolk Street look more important than it is — the restaurant you see here is about the only establishment with this as its address, I reckon.
The hair of the woman on the left, lit by the weak sun behind, was what caught my eye on this one, but I like the face of the other stallholder too.
It cleared up considerably after about 1.30pm, but until then was pretty awful, vindicating my decision not to go on a Lake District walk today. These swings only seem to get pictured in bad weather.
The bridge over Oxford Road has been removed. Underneath, the premises that used to be (on the left) the Spar and (right) Ryman stationers’ wait for their conversion to an eco-friendly community learning centre. Well, perhaps.
There’s a lot of junk in this street scene isn’t there? Well, as I said a few days ago, the whole of Manchester city centre is littered with junk and building debris at the moment. Two days in a row in Manchester for the first time in two months — which I guess is as good a sign of impending autumn as anything.
Conference in Manchester today — this was the venue. I like taking architectural shots like this but am aware that without some crane or giant scaffold, the angles will forever be that little bit wrong. This can be seen here with the perpendiculars around the wedge of sky. Ah well.
And yet more construction, this time in Hebden Bridge and pictured from the bathroom window of our house. These road works have been protracted — the picture of the happy drill was taken around their starting point. This has been a very Hebden-bound period of the blog.
This was also a photowhack — the one and only photo taken on a particular day.
The whole of Manchester city centre is currently a building site, has been for months, and is scheduled to be so for many more months yet. But it seems to be spreading beyond just the new tramline (the ostensible reason for the chaos) and into the associated demolition of various other locations — the building being torn down here was the one on the right on this shot, for example. Who knows what the final plan will be.
Why Stevie Wonder? No idea. Why not? More of a wonder was finding a cash machine in Hebden Bridge with cash still in it, at the fag-end of a three-day Bank Holiday weekend.
Second day in a row spent almost entirely at home, partly because I’m unwell and also because we were having a new central heating boiler installed. The old one is visible on the front steps, with its red back. Why the scaffolding? I am not sure, ask the engineer. Perhaps just for the variety.
Being 42 