Sunday 9th October 2022, 11.05am (day 4,063)
It’s not a metaphor, honestly. I was going no further than the supermarket. But this message is a new addition to the neigbourhood.
So long, Nutclough
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Category Archives: Urban scene
Dog karaoke?
Sunday 2nd October 2022, 3.45pm (day 4,056)
I have been looking at this sign for some months now, but only today really understood the implications. I’ve seen dog ice cream for sale, and in the Arndale centre in Manchester there is now a whole stall selling little doggy cakes and pastries. But dog karaoke? Methinks we are starting to pamper our little pooches just that little bit too much. Although I doubt the singing would be appreciably worse.
The rain came
Friday 30th September 2022, 3.45pm (day 4,054)
As with most of the rest of Europe, we haven’t had a great deal of rain in 2022, but it certainly came down today. Time to check the drainage…
View from the (Hebden) bridge
Wednesday 28th September 2022, 2.50pm (day 4,052)
A fairly standard ‘tourist’ shot of my home town, but what the hell, it was a nice day and it does look good from this particular angle. I nearly took it monochrome, but that meant the two figures on the bridge became very camouflaged, and I think they set it off nicely.
Cross Street, early
Tuesday 27th September 2022, 7.35am (day 4,051)
I know this photo is technically dubious though I do quite like the way they arrange themselves on it. It’s chosen more to symbolise the fact that, including today, there will be eight Tuesdays between now and Christmas where I will be obliged to be in Manchester at around this time, facing 9am teaching duties. For now, it’s still light, even when I get up, but that won’t be the case for long.
Drum Machine
Sunday 25th September 2022, 12.20pm (day 4,049)
Welcome back to the Hebden Bridge Handmade Parade, which graced this blog on an annual basis before being cancelled in 2020 and 2021: one might say, ‘understandably’, at least for 2020, although I would disagree. But let’s move on from that and enjoy the present incarnation: shifted to September, seemingly smaller, but still with plenty of percussion. I like the way this shot captures the drummers concentrating both on their instruments and on the ‘conductor’ walking in front of them — as any good orchestra should. ‘Drum Machine’ is the name of this troupe, by the way.
Misty Manchester morning
Friday 23rd September 2022, 9.05am (day 4,047)
Today was a pleasant, sunny morning, all the way in to the final stretch of the walk to campus, when suddenly everything became covered in a light and melancholy mist. It didn’t last long, but at least gave the locality a bit of atmosphere.
Floral design, as you see
Saturday 17th September 2022, 11.35am (day 4,041)
I like it when you get these built-in labels for a picture. My job of description is done.
Pall Mall, Friday afternoon
Friday 16th September 2022, 2.35pm (day 4,040)
I would not normally go into Manchester as late as this, particularly not on a Friday. But my employers said in order to get my new hardware, hard-wired, I needed to pay homage at the Desk of Service. In person. So be it — I ultimately cared as little as the owner of these legs.
Monday morning, Nutclough
Monday 5th September 2022, 9.15am (day 4,029)
And from the evening, to the morning — not having moved very far. These houses constitute home; although I have neatly covered up our own windows with a tree trunk.
