Friday 31st January 2014, 7.20pm (day 890)
It’s been a strange week, but it ended as many do, and certainly resembled the start of most of those weekends that come just after pay day — that is, we ate out. Here’s to the weekend.
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Tag Archives: Joe
Clare and Joe in Argos
Sunday 26th January 2014, 1.00pm (day 885)
Not that I typically do this retail therapy crap. But sometimes, needs must. Joe tries to make out he’s taking an interest.
Solving Sudoku
Sunday 24th November 2013, 3.55pm (day 822)
Never seen the point of this particular puzzle myself — but Clare likes it and it’s good brain-exercise for the Boy. Sunday afternoon in the pub: a relaxing weekend comes to a close.
Joe undergoes Borgification
Friday 18th October 2013, 3.50pm (day 785)
As anticipated in Star Trek: The Next Generation. Or possibly, just a visit to the local optician.
Watching Morecambe v Newcastle
Wednesday 28th August 2013, 8.50pm (day 734)
Our Clare can occasionally be aroused by football, which is why Morecambe FC (currently of League Two) have featured more than once on the blog in the past. There she is in her MFC kit watching them lose — undeservedly I would add — to the supposedly far superior Newcastle United in tonight’s televised match.
That’s an illusion going on with Joe by the way. He’s not really got a pint of beer in front of him with a straw in it.
Whalley station and viaduct
Monday 12th August 2013, 2.40pm (day 718)
Joe had spent the weekend at my parents’ while we were in Hamburg, so I went to pick him up today. I could have hired a car and driven in two hours, but I took my time, went by train and savoured the day. I’m on holiday, who wants to drive.
Incidentally, this line is a rare example of one that was reopened (in 1995) after the infamous “Beeching axe” originally fell on it in the 1960s. The reopening happened under a Tory government too. Probably because it was a marginal seat, or maybe the party was still run by sane people at the time. Anyway; what you see here are the tracks extending out over a high viaduct over the River Hodder.
Clare and Joe at Crowborough station
Saturday 27th July 2013, 12.35pm (day 702)
And so, after one more morning of definite, but rather vague and low-level, looking back — it’s probably some mid-life crisis or something — we all left my old stamping ground for points more northern and, to tell the honest truth, far more interesting. It’s been nice to go back, confirm the continuing existence of places remembered, but there’s no need to come back again.
Joe at the hotel window
Thursday 25th July 2013, 10.00am (day 700)
A good subject to mark this numerical milestone — day 700 of the blog, and in all those 700 pictures, Joe is the person who has appeared the most times. But I have no problem adding him again today; when I saw him looking out of our hotel room window in Brighton this morning, I had to take it.
Because it’s a round number, I’ll update the Best of the Rest page later and the Stats too, if I get around to it…
Clare and Joe on Hope Street
Friday 28th June 2013, 6.45pm (day 673)
Was genuinely struggling for inspiration today, not even thinking about taking a photo until about 4.30, but the family came through for me with a late opportunity. It’s grainy because it’s got a very long zoom on it, I was taking a photo of something else (I forget what) when I caught sight of them larking about.
Free spirit
Tuesday 25th June 2013, 5.55pm (day 670)
Let’s hope he still is, and stays so as long as possible.
By the way, I have 199 followers. Would you like to be number 200? A nice milestone to hit.
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