I don’t think the woodlouse is getting the best of this encounter. I’m no psychic but whatever thoughts might be going through its little brain at the moment, probably they could be summed up by the word on the poster behind.
Working at home today. This guy’s working at (a) home too, the one across the road, and decided to wield the stonecutter, or angle-grinder, or whatever particular power tool this is that throws up lots of dust and noise, each time I wanted to sit out on the front step and get some fresh air and a cup of tea. Easier just to stay indoors, even on another fine day.
A day working at home, and so a day where, photographically, all I really had to go on once more was other people working. But I like the poppies peeking into the corner, they set off the picture nicely. And, it’s now the weekend….
A warm, sunny day: though those who were enjoying a cup of tea on the terrace outside the Old Gate pub had a rather dustier few minutes than they might otherwise have had, thanks to this guy. Dust and sun — always good for a photo, though.
It’s St. Andrew’s Day, but this is St. George’s bridge over the Hebden Water, built by the Victorians. The ‘mist’ is in fact dust, caused by someone attacking what seemed like most of a monument with an angle grinder, but I wasn’t complaining.
Being 42 