Tag Archives: black and white

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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Halifax bus station

Sunday 20th September 2020, 4.45pm (day 3,314)

Halifax bus station, 20/9/20

Another weekend ends at Halifax bus station.  After 11 different places in the last 12 days — only Hebden Bridge has been repeated as a location over this time — it’s time to stop wandering around for a while and spend some time at home.

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Joe portrait

Sunday 13th September 2020, 1.50pm (day 3,307)

Joe at BTFC, 13/9/20

Joe was eight and a half years old the first time he appeared on this blog, on its tenth day in early September 2011.  Nine years have passed, and his frequency of appearance is diminishing.  I guess that as time goes by this will continue, as he constructs his own life.  For now it is still pleasing that he likes to hang out with the crumblies now and again, and today was a beautiful Sunday afternoon.

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Keep out

Monday 7th September 2020, 10.35am (day 3,301)

Keep out of uni, 7/9/20

I did get into my workplace today, but this is a juxtaposition that seems to sum up several things about the experience.

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Very limited horizons

Thursday 3rd September 2020, 11.55am (day 3,297)

Working at home, 3/9/20

This really was about as much of the world as I saw today. But, you know, not in black and white.

What happened between 28/4 and 1/5/2016 incidentally? Answer: that year’s Hebden Bridge Burlesque Festival. Should you be wondering.

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End of my 51st year

Tuesday 25th August 2020, 9.25am (day 3,288)

Bunhill Fields grave, 25/8/20

It’s my birthday tomorrow, meaning today’s post marks the end of a ninth complete year of this blog. Am I feeling morbid? Not particularly, I just thought this grave (in Bunhill Fields, London) was kinda cute actually. The hair is getting greyer but I am still an old Goth at heart.

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Blackberries and cream

Monday 10th August 2020, 7.15pm (day 3,273)

Blackberries and cream, 10/8/20

Ahhh. Rubus plicatus, one of the countryside’s great free bounties.  They have found evidence in the stomachs of prehistoric peat bog victims that we’ve been eating these beauties for thousands of years.  Who am I to go against such tradition.

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Arrival at Ravenglass

Friday 24th July 2020, 3.35pm (day 3,256)

Train at Ravenglass, 24/7/20

The 15:35 heads for Ravenglass station, beside the estuary of the river Esk.  And then leaves again — without me on it — meaning, I am about to have a first night away from home in Hebden for 135 days, since my trip to Lincoln on March 10th.  The walls of the valley were beginning to close in.  Here, the vistas are much different.  Variety is a good thing.  It is good to be on holiday in this mad year.

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Taking it easy

Thursday 16th July 2020, 1.25pm (day 3,248)

Taking it easy, 16/7/20

I was resolved that today’s photo would depict a living person, after ten days of no one at all.  And so it does, in part.  Those of us still wishing to use the trains are doing so, casually.

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Smoke (something happening)

Friday 3rd July 2020, 11.50am (day 3,235)

Bonfire smoke, 3/7/20

Over the last 3,235 days of this attempt to document the rest of my life in pictures there have, of course, been plenty of days where I’ve just stayed at home and not really done much. But there hasn’t been such a concentrated run of such days, day after day after day where there is nothing happening outside. And on a day when it never stopped raining…. this swell of smoke, a bonfire presumably, really was about the most interesting thing seen all day (with apologies to the family).

By the end of this month we may have been able to visit a pub and go away for a few days. If you think either of these things is a bad thing… let’s just say I disagree with you.

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