Sunday 21st April 2019, 12 noon (day 2,796)
This tulip is open and ready for business. Come and get it with those hairy stamens right now baby. Or so to speak.
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Football portrait
Saturday 20th April 2019, 4.45pm (day 2,795)
Decided early on that today’s pic from the football was going to be a portrait, and in the end, the prize of being the model goes to Brighouse Town’s number 2, Rhys Jenkinson. He’s not looking stressed out at this point, nor should he seeing as this was towards the end of a comfortable 4-0 victory. Seeing as Brighouse should make the play-offs in their league this season, and I care about this, expect to see a couple more BTFC images before the next two weeks are out.
Watching me watching him
Friday 19th April 2019, 6.35am (day 2,794)
Was up early to catch a train for a Good Friday walk in the Lake District. Had stupendous weather and lots of nice photos from that will eventually appear on my other blog. But today’s picture isn’t from among them, because this one needs to be seen…. A deer, a very young stag (going on those first brave attempts at antlers), on the side road that parallels the canal for a little while, by the railway station. Astonishing sight so close to town, 6.35 in the morning or not. We both stood stock still for a while staring at each other and he decided he would let me get the camera out. Then he trotted off back down the road — I hope to safety.
Horse above Hebden
Thursday 18th April 2019, 12.30pm (day 2,793)
Properly back home — this is the first Hebden Bridge pic in exactly a month. The Easter holidays have kicked in, it was a beautiful day, and like this horse, I was doing my best to relax into it all.
The spider’s leg?
Wednesday 17th April 2019, 10.30am (day 2,792)
Back to the UK, and in Manchester, for the first time since 21st March. I had set an embargo on pictures of building sites in the city, but that doesn’t necessarily leave a lot to photograph: and this delicate crane did catch the eye this morning. It reminds me of the leg of some insect, or spider, reaching up to tap on the roof above.
Somewhere between Abu Dhabi and Manchester
Tuesday 16th April 2019, 4.15am (day 2,791)
The clock on my camera was set to 4.15am when I took this but I can’t remember whether this is before or after I adjusted it out of Emirates time when I changed planes in Abu Dhabi. Maybe it’s Gulf time and maybe it’s UK time and maybe we were somewhere over [insert Eastern European country of choice] at this point; either way the night was endless, timeless. This is only the blog’s third 4.nn am shot and the first two were both in its first year.
Check-in line
Monday 15th April 2019, 1.00pm (day 2,790)
So begins the long journey home. Allowing for the time difference, some 28 hours elapsed door to door, between leaving the office in Melbourne city centre at about noon (Eastern Australian time) on Monday and getting back home on what was Tuesday morning UK time, but felt like late afternoon to the body clock. This first shot of two was taken only an hour or so into it all. There is a strange levitaty quality about the bag, don’t you think?
Aussie tea ceremony
Sunday 14th April 2019, 2.50pm (day 2,789)
One of the things to admire about Australia is that it leads the world when it comes to the preparation and serving of a proper cup of tea. Always loose-leaf, always in a pot and thus with full ceremony: here, in ACMI (the Australian Centre for the Moving Image). I like the various circles on this shot. It’s also, technically, a self-portrait.
My last full day here in Melbourne — on this trip. I hope there will be more. A fine city.
The vegans protest
Saturday 13th April 2019, 12.25pm (day 2,788)
Well, I guess they have a point. Thanks to Lee (depicted two days ago) being vegan I have basically been vegetarian this week but that seems not to cut it for these people. I try, though.
On South Melbourne beach
Friday 12th April 2019, 2.35pm (day 2,787)
Almost the whole population of Australia lives within about an hour’s drive of the coast, making this one of the world’s great beach countries, if not the greatest. It was about time I got to see one on this trip. Not that South Melbourne beach is one of the more glamorous ones — but never mind, it was a beautiful day.
Being 42 