Thursday 10th April 2014, 5.45pm (day 959)
First Hebden Bridge picture in 11 days, on a very pleasant April evening. Did I mention I’m now off work until after Easter? Fine by me.
First Hebden Bridge picture in 11 days, on a very pleasant April evening. Did I mention I’m now off work until after Easter? Fine by me.
Edinburgh, like Hebden Bridge, is a place of vertical contrasts, and it is easy enough to look down on the vast glass roof of Waverley station from above. The shot also symbolises the fact that this was the last of this trip to Edinburgh; I wish I could go there more often.
After 954 days this blog finally includes a picture from Scotland, with a few more to come over the next few days — I’m here in Edinburgh for the weekend, then a conference. This is no hardship — Edinburgh is one of my favourite cities. At the moment this does not add another country to the blog but after the independence vote next September, who knows.
Perhaps there are more representative shots to be got of the city but I think this one captures what this street is like, at least – a pedestrianised pub-lined highway, more or less. Incidentally the clock you see is an hour slow, it must still not have been put forward since last weekend. 5.30 was definitely the time the shot was taken.
These are the most famous buildings in Bergen, and a UNESCO World Heritage site. They sit by the harbour in the city centre. And your eyes do not deceive you — nor is it bad editing on my part — they really are this wonky.
This new office building has been going up for some months now and makes its own contribution to the fact that most of central Manchester is currently a building site.
Last day of March, and also the last day of this 136-day stretch spent solely in the UK. The last time I took (or could take) a photo from outside this country was day 813. However, I am off to Norway tomorrow.
Heptonstall is the oldest part of Hebden Bridge, built several hundred feet above where the main town now stands. Its cemetery is home to the town’s most well-known deceased resident, Sylvia Plath. This part of the churchyard, located between the 19th century church seen here and its ruined, 15th century predecessor, is a Gothic playground of tombs that is always good for a photo.
And there’s your fifth Manchester shot in a row. There might be one on Monday but no more after that for a while. This commuting stuff? You can keep it 🙂
Talk about a polarised day. The morning — glorious, beautiful sunshine, pleasantly mild. Then I arrived at work at the unusually early time of 8.15, emerged again 9 hours later, and it had become thoroughly chilly, grey and damp. There is a reason all my photos today were taken in the morning.
Anyway, here is the third of my mini-series — guaranteed 5-in-a-row of Manchester. I love the various lines on this shot. This is taken at the point Sackville Street meets Canal Street — the lady is just stepping onto the bridge that takes Sackville Street over the canal.
I have to work all five days this week in Manchester and that happens very rarely. So I am making a point from Monday – Friday this week of having all my photos be of the city. It gives me a mini-challenge within the broader one. This is taken toward the end of the working day; as I took it I thought the guy had busted me, but whatever it is he’s noticed, it’s not me.
Apart from any innate qualities this pic may have, it is about time I proved to the world that I do occasionally stop up past midnight now and again. This is taken near City Square, Leeds. One guy makes his way home, the other may already be there. The third of the 941 pictures to be taken between 1.00 – 1.59am.