Tuesday 25th October 2022, 4.25pm (day 4,079)
Thora is, of course, not a mogwai — the creature that spawns the Gremlins in the movie of that name — but she sure looks like one.
Thora the Mogwai
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
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The 7:10 at Rochdale
Friday 7th October 2022, 7.10am (day 4,061)
7:10am on 7/10. People have their observable routines. With teaching having started and my having 9am classes here and there, I have been catching the 6:55am train at Hebden Bridge. This becomes the 7:10 at Rochdale, and each time I’ve caught it, these two have got on. Today, they almost immediately dozed off. I sympathise. They look comfortable enough together, and good luck to them.
The rail replacement bus, Dutch style
Sunday 21st August 2022, 4.45pm (day 4,014)
My first picture from the European mainland since I was in Bucharest on 2nd February 2020. To get to this point required me to negotiate a 55-minute queue at St. Pancras station, then three trains, then this bus, proving that other countries can do ‘Rail Replacement Buses’ just as enthusiastically as we can in the UK. And there was still another bus to come after this one. I now feel like the guy sat opposite me here — time for an early night.
Day of rest
Sunday 31st July 2022, 4.30pm (day 3,993)
It is, perhaps, a little early to be taking a nap, but it was Sunday, after all. We’ve all been there.
On the threshhold
Thursday 12th August 2021, 3.50pm (day 3,640)
The 2020-21 academic year has been buggered about with, and broken, and (for me) unusually extended — but as of this afternoon, at about 3pm, it is OVER. I am on holiday. Could say ‘feels good’. The reality — more like this.
Taking it easy
Saturday 17th July 2021, 2.50pm (day 3,614)
It was a hot day today, by British standards — whether at Penistone Church FC or anywhere else. I think this baby girl was taking the right approach to it all, frankly.
Day of rest
Sunday 27th June 2021, 3.55pm (day 3,594)
Could not decide between two photos which both epitomised this uneventful and almost totally energy-free day. But the other one was some knitting project of C’s (we age, we age….) that would have taken too much explanation. The flaked-out dog — and its tether to an unseen owner — these are clearer illustrations.
Taking a rest
Sunday 15th September 2019, 2.30pm (day 2,943)
On the train down to London. Both of these guys needed a rest after a weekend with the (grand)parents, it seems.
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.
Being 42 