Number N+1 in the occasional series on here, Blokes Who Make Their Living A Long Way Up In The Air. In fact you can’t even see the occupant of this cradle, it’s more of an abstract. I couldn’t work in such a way, or location.
I have had a lot of travelling recently but I have already embarked on a sustained period — four weeks, anyway — of Being At Home. Hence… a view from home. There may be more of these coming up.
April and most of May were very dry but the last few days, though not entirely wet (Saturday was a pleasant day, for instance), have generally exhibited the characteristics of the North European Monsoon which we are all in denial about but is a regular Weather Phenomenon round here in early June. Here, it is seen in action at Todmorden, on my way home from a stint in Manchester. Pictures like this don’t always work but I’ll give this one a go, as it is the road which is in focus, rather than the raindrops on the train window.
Actually, Leeds city centre was phenomenally busy this afternoon. It seems that, by law, one is only allowed to visit there on a Saturday if one is a member of a sten or hag party. But this shot seems to catch the one deserted street, even at henstag rush hour, as with the opening shots of 28 Days Later.
Or should it be, the parked red car? I know there is supposed to be some kind of innate order to English adjectives, but here I am unsure. Anyway it is often seen in this position — this was not a lucky capture. And yes, it tilts to a noticeable degree: otherwise, this shot is faithful enough to the perpendicular.
On Saturday it will be day 5,000 of the blog, but I won’t be leading up to this milestone with an eventful week. Having done four trips abroad already in 2025, thus, one a month, it’s time to stay at home for a while and Write Up. Writing Up is the one obligation I owe from these travels and the sooner it is done, the better. None of this has anything to do with today’s picture except to offer a reason why I was in the pub again. I suppose today is an effort at a collage, although a very random one.
Am I claiming some status via this pamphlet? No, someone was just making suggestions. Anyway if by God you mean The Planet then I’m all for that.
This ‘reading in the pub’ theme has been done before but after nearly 5,000 days some things just come round again. Anyway, taking in James V. Wertsch’s concept of ‘mediated action’ is better done with the accompaniment of alcohol, I feel.
Back to work, and back to campus, at least for today. This was one of those shots where the shapes pleased me so I went for it, and even the red box is fine, it’s part of the composition. The wonky sign is the anomaly, but I could claim that’s deliberate too. (It wasn’t.)
This guy was certainly moving at quite a clip, so the ‘charging’ reference has a double meaning: pretty weak, I know, but that’s what a full day’s work does for my wit these days. In three days’ time I should be somewhere very different.
A hundred years ago the town of Burnley had 103,000 people in it; these days it has about 78,000, so around a quarter fewer. They still seem pretty closely packed in, though.
Being 42 