Tuesday 26th March 2013, 12.40pm (day 579)
Sometimes you see a shot coming just in time to get it lined up, focused and taken. Played for and got. I’m very happy with this one.
Sometimes you see a shot coming just in time to get it lined up, focused and taken. Played for and got. I’m very happy with this one.
This is turning out to be a rather different weekend from last weekend… and it’ll be rather different next weekend as well. In the meantime, here is Joe out gathering material for a missile. Plenty of opportunities to take cliched snow shots of picturesque old Hebden Bridge today, but I was trying to avoid that.
After yesterday’s night out we stayed over in Leeds at our friend, Caroline’s. As was revealed, her kitchen catches some great morning light. This is about as natural a shot of Joe as it is possible to get at the moment – note the rock ‘n’ roll hairstyle…
It hangs in our window, the light fell just so. Joe’s a little star too, of course.
I don’t really do Hallowe’en myself, but others do, and it’s a good photo opportunity at least. Like, for this tender mother-and-son shot. Aren’t they cute.
Man, it’s been a tiring week. Marked its conclusion by taking the family out to the theatre in Manchester tonight, to mark Clare’s birthday (the specific date is next week). They had been in the city earlier, shopping, and here Joe displays some of his purchases. I like this shot because of the focus, the reflection in the table, and his big doe eyes.
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This blog is one of my personal diaries as well as a gallery, so occasionally you get pictures because they have meaning, even in a small way; and not because they are particularly accomplished photographs. Today is one of those.
This is Joe going off to school fully on his own for the first time, as opposed to being accompanied at least part of the way. I suppose there is no going back from here. Which is fine, good luck to him.
Joe has appeared on this blog more than anyone, but then again, my genetic heritage is invested in him, so I guess that’s understandable. If we can persuade him to practice enough, he might even open for Iron Maiden one of these days. Although they’re probably all dead by now.
Just held the camera high and pointed downwards. Little more to add, about the photo or the day, but both worked quite well, I think.
No work for two weeks. Took Joe to the new National Football Museum in Manchester, in the former Urbis building, which has already featured on this blog on a few occasions (amongst others, here and here). Here he is face-to-face – kind of – with Joe Hart, Manchester City and England goalkeeper. If asked however, I am sure he would claim that Ben Roche of Morecambe is better. And good for him.