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Sitting out in the rain

Wednesday 30th September 2020, 5.25pm (day 3,324)

Table in rain, 30/9/20

A foul, miserable day of weather that matched the general mood.  September sun has just about sustained the local pubs, but once it stops being very agreeable to sit outside — as it definitely was today — then they will slowly rot away and die, like most other things that bring fun into our lives, presently.

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Autumn comes to campus

Tuesday 29th September 2020, 2.40pm (day 3,323)

Campus tree, 29/9/20

It’s the end of September. The golden foliage is a sign autumn is here.  With it come the students — but this year, instead of being out meeting new people and enjoying themselves, largely they are walled up in high-tech prisons like the George Kenyon hall behind.  Still charged £9K (plus rent) for the privilege.  And the UoM is one of the better ones, presently.

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A metaphor, possibly

Monday 28th September 2020, 12.30pm (day 3,322)

Road sign metaphor, 28/9/20

This is a factual statement.  The road past our house has been closed for weeks while some vague ‘improvements’ take place on the moors.  But perhaps this shot is also metaphorical.

Either way I really hope the phallically-challenged moron who roared past this sign later at 60mph in his Porsche was actually heading for Keighley.  To have seen his face.

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Corporate hell

Sunday 27th September 2020, 4.30pm (day 3,321)

Amazon, Doncaster, 27/9/20

After yesterday’s leafiness, a bleaker vision of modern-day Yorkshire. I happened to pass this on a bus today: Amazon’s distribution centre for northern England, just outside Doncaster.  A gigantic warehouse, but windowless, blank and impenetrable.  Anyone unlucky enough to be working within will be robotised, denied rights and capable of being fired by SMS at any time (these practices have been documented in a recent report by the Open Markets Institute). Meanwhile, they charge 50% markup on the price of my recent book compared to what it costs to get it direct from the publisher. They pay little tax on these gigantic profits and our high streets decay ever more.  Amazon are evil.

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Some great trees (and a bit of football)

Saturday 26th September 2020, 2.15pm (day 3,320)

Calder 76 landscape, 26/9/20

Now that’s a serious tree.  Surely it predates everything else in this photograph except the hillsides.  And it’s probably seen a lot of football too.  (The willow’s not bad either.)

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On Richmond Street, Manchester

Friday 25th September 2020, 1.55pm (day 3,319)

Rainbow and pigeon, 25/9/20

The working week ends as it started — with a bird photo-bombing the shot.  But I like it.

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End of the evening

Thursday 24th September 2020, 9.35pm (day 3,318)

Despair, 24/9/20

The notion of ‘an evening out’ largely died with the dawning of The Great Fear.  This is the latest shot in any day since February 19th.  We tried today, but it is cold out there, and trying to enjoy oneself is now something to be looked at askance, it makes one suspect, subversive almost.  I cannot say there is much to look forward to in life right now.  This chap may or may not agree with me — and so may you.  But for me it’s the way it is.

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Stay away from my girlfriend

Wednesday 23rd September 2020, 4.25pm (day 3,317)

Jackdaw and ducks, 23/9/20

A choice today. Do I go with the more artistic and in-focus portrait of the jackdaw alone, or this group shot? Let’s do this one. It’s funnier. The duck appears quite cheerful about the jackdaw’s attention — but the drake is definitely giving his rival a dirty look.

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In a room, with people!

Tuesday 22nd September 2020, 4.40pm (day 3,316)

MGS event, 22/9/20

As Our Glorious Leader mumbles, fumbles and bumbles, people with lives to live get on with their jobs.  For the first time since 8th March, I got to be in a room with other people, and taught. As it happens, I was teaching other teachers, the good folk of Manchester Grammar School, a venerable establishment that has been around in some form or other since 1515. In the grim year 2020, this felt like an explosion of humanity.

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Hebden heron on a misty morning

Monday 21st September 2020, 7.55am (day 3,315)

Heron over Hebden, 21/9/20

The view from my house. The picture was of the mists, with the mobile phone mast on the other side of the valley just peeking through.  The heron (for that is what it is) flying over was an added bonus.

Get used to pictures from home. The whole moronic farce is kicking off again.  If you’re an easy target, expect to be put back under house arrest soon enough.

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