Monday 22nd September 2014, 3.45pm (day 1,124)
I hope this one isn’t too much like Google Street View. Even if it is, it’s still the cleanest and most satisfying shot I managed today, in one of the few bursts of light that came while I was outside.
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
The front room at the pub
Sunday 21st September 2014, 4.20pm (day 1,123)
Fifth day in a row in which I have gone no further from my house than a quarter-mile away. Third day in five in which the picture of the day has been a pub. Such has been my life since Wednesday morning. It’ll change tomorrow. At least the sun came out today, and we had something other than all the recent gray crap.
Cat on Old Gate
Saturday 20th September 2014, 11.10am (day 1,122)
Another grey day, but I got fed up complaining about the lack of light and decided to try harder to compensate. This cat looks rather worried by being added to the range of solitary cats which have appeared on this blog, but beyond its rather concerned expression, I like this shot.
Back of the White Lion
Friday 19th September 2014, 7.20pm (day 1,121)
There has been no weather for days now. No rain, no sun, no real clouds even, just this grey pall stuck over the world. Worst possible photography light. So here we are, with the help of some artificial illumination here’s today’s shot of a pub — you’ll be thinking I spend all my time in these places. *cough*
The rooves of Nutclough
Thursday 18th September 2014, 4.20pm (day 1,120)
Today was not a great deal more active, or well-lit, than yesterday, but now and again there are still new things to be found in the immediate vicinity of the house. These are the rooves of our neighbours, the road curving down the hill towards the town, viewed from our attic room.
Self-portrait in beer pump
Wednesday 17th September 2014, 9.05pm (day 1,119)
Tough assignment today. Working at home on a flat, grey day. So little to inspire that I was reduced to this attempt at an original self-portrait, which is OK I guess.
Russell Square
Tuesday 16th September 2014, 2.00pm (day 1,118)
Had a meeting down in London today — where it was still, very definitely, summer, despite the fallen leaves.
Sometimes I just walk out and gaze at the sun
Monday 15th September 2014, 9.35am (day 1,117)
Sometimes you just see a shot, and have about five seconds and one chance to capture it before it goes away (in this case because the guy simply stepped back inside through the window to his left). They don’t always come out as hoped, but this one did. Played for and got.
Watching ‘Pulp Fiction’
Sunday 14th September 2014, 8.10pm (day 1,116)
Hebden Bridge’s best community asset is its superb cinema, particularly as it is still council- rather than corporate-owned. I particularly think this when it spends the evening showing a 20-year old film just because it’s a great movie and deserves — as do all movies — to be seen on a big screen, as the director intended. And the bit when Marvin’s head gets blown off is still one of the funniest and most bad-taste deaths in cinema history.
OK, this shot’s a bit fuzzy, but hey, you try getting something under these conditions…. Actually I quite like this one.
Balloon cemetery
Saturday 13th September 2014, 11.20am (day 1,115)
Why were there a dozen burst balloons on our bathroom floor this morning? I could tell you, but then I’d have to, well, you know.
Being 42 