Thursday 8th October 2015, 8.15am (day 1,505)
If this shot illustrates anything it at least proves that I do occasionally get my lazy butt into Manchester before 9am in the morning. And that at such times there, the light can be very good.
If this shot illustrates anything it at least proves that I do occasionally get my lazy butt into Manchester before 9am in the morning. And that at such times there, the light can be very good.
When in Liverpool, go see the Mersey. Although in the end that’s just marketing of a sort. After all, no one has a sudden urge to go see the Mersey when they visit, say, Stockport (another town that this river runs through).
This photo may be dull and grey, but hey — that epitomises things, as this was as good as it got today. One of the rare ‘photowhacks’, the one and only picture taken on a given day.
This minor street in Manchester city centre was previously pictured, relatively intact, back in April 2014. Since then it, like most of the rest of the city centre, has been chewed up in a big way. This is a less tidy shot than its previous appearance, but that’s just the way things are in Manchester at the moment.
Popped over to Norway on my way home…. I like this shot because for perhaps the first time ever not only does a litter bin not spoil the shot, it is absolutely crucial to it.
Sweden makes it back onto the blog exactly two years after my last (and only previous) visit. With a population of just shy of a million Gothenburg is the second-largest city in that country. As you can see, it was a beautiful day. However, can’t say I’ve seen much of it (the day or the city), spending most of today in the building to the left, the city museum, for the seminar I’m attending here, hence Schiphol yesterday. The canal seen here doesn’t seem to have a name: Norra Hamnagatan is the street on the left side of this shot.
London is a vast city, too big to get a handle on as a whole, but one can find bits of it to identify with, become familiar with. Bloomsbury is definitely my bit. This street scene is taken just to one side of Tavistock Square, which has appeared on several occasions previously. The building is the HQ of the British Medical Association (BMA), one of the more powerful professional associations in the land. A beautiful morning, as many of them have been lately.
Sometimes there’s plenty of good light in the day and things to see, but just no time to stop and take photographs (at least, not ones that are any good). Today was one of those days, so here’s me not making the most of it. I suppose this one isn’t bad, but lampposts never help a shot.
A familiar scene, given added interest by the drizzle caught in the sun. Worth getting a little wet for. The 8:34 to York departs and my train to Manchester will be along in a few minutes.
Look at someone’s home space as opposed to a designed environment like a chain store, and everything will just feel a lot more natural in the former, because the space has grown naturally. Sometimes I feel this is also true of charity shops like this one, which is why they make more interesting subjects. The dog is just a temporary visitor, but does his/her bit too.