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My coat — the final shot

Thursday 4th January 2024, 9.55am (day 4,515)

Final coat pic, 4/1/24

This is one of those shots where I have deliberately not even tried with the aesthetics and gone purely for personal meaning. Anyone who knows me properly knows that for many years now, to know me has to been to know my coat. The earliest photo of me wearing it that I can find comes from February 2010 – so 18 months before this blog even started — and that means I have been wearing it for at least 14½ winters. And it is honestly true that I paid £10 for it from a charity shop in Hebden Bridge, probably in late 2009. Now that’s good value. That’s a quarter of my life it has served, for a tenner. As for appearances on here — here’s one, for example. I think that this shot in Domodedovo airport, Moscow (at 4:50am on 11/12/2011) is its earliest appearance on the blog, albeit unclearly.

However, it is now completely knackered, particularly the inner lining (see for yourself, on this shot). I am retiring it with full honours. You will probably never see it again…. And its replacement? Another long, navy blue coat … But hey. Why change style this late in life? The new one is woolier though.

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GSTQ

Friday 3rd June 2022, 11.00am (day 3,935)

GSTQ, 3/6/22

There’s a lot that could be said about Britain’s currently-mandated festivities, but I can’t be bothered. I spent the day finishing off my marking. To note the occasion, here’s some commercialised art, originally from 1977.

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The laundry

Thursday 15th April 2021, 6.45pm (day 3,521)

Clare's socks, 15/4/21

What these socks of hers say about Clare I am not quite sure, but hey, we’re still married after 22 years (nearly). So tacitly, I guess I approve. (The text on the one on the left starts: “Being an adult is…”; the rest you can work out for yourselves.)

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Washing line

Friday 28th February 2014, 4.50pm (day 918)

Washing line, 28/2/14

OK, so I know it’s a bit weird to take pictures of other people’s laundry. But it’s not like I climbed over anyone’s garden fence to do it.

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