Wednesday 21st November 2012, 11.05am (day 454)
The torturess is still working on me. We’re about three-quarters done. You’ll see it properly when it’s finished although that might not be until after Christmas now.
A rather uninspiring day which comes as part of a long run of rather uninspiring days. Today I did my best with some very limited raw material. But, ah, the joys of cropping. Crop away, I say.
Stubbings is a school for 5-8 year olds, so this is an interesting question to ask – particularly where there is no presumption that anyone already knows the answer. When it defines ‘critical thinking’ in the dictionary, it says ‘see this’.
Incidentally this is Mary Seacole’s second appearance on this blog: the building photographed at Birmingham City University earlier this year bore her name. Quite a woman it seems.
Another sunny, pleasant morning in my home town, and there are some little crannies of it that I haven’t got round to showing you yet. This little bay window belongs to ‘The Old Treehouse’, a kids’ supplies store in the centre of town.
Was here for the football, Huddersfield Town v Brighton – the mighty (well, reasonably so) Seagulls winning 2-1. Did not get a decent photo of the game, but this rather over-the-top piece of pub decor did grab the attention earlier on.
It’s day 450 of the blog today, so I have updated the Best of the Rest page with some more good shots that didn’t quite make the one-a-day cut.
A similar theme to yesterday, I know, but for the second day in a row I’m chuffed with the picture so couldn’t omit it. It’s less impersonal anyway: this is one of my students, Michael, pictured taking notes (good boy!) during our field trip to the Museum of Science and Industry in Manchester. It’s that institution’s second appearance on the blog, after this shot in February 2012.
I really like this shot, and its grid-like structure – I like it even more if I claim that the smudge on the lens is some kind of artistic statement on my part. This chap with his headphones on looked very chilled out this morning, good for him.
Sunny but uneventful morning in Hebden Bridge, apart from at number 5 across the valley, where an experiment in localised nuclear fission appears to be taking place, or possibly, the opening of a wormhole into the centre of the galaxy.
Don’t even remember why I took this shot in particular, but it does seem to epitomise a grey, dull November day, as things get darker earlier and earlier.
Temporarily exiled to another office this morning while the lock on my door was being repaired, it did cross my mind that my colleague Mirka has a bowl of remarkably extensive foliage on her desk.