Thursday 11th June 2015, 1.50pm (day 1,386)
OK, I know it’s technically a pub, but hey, you’ve gotta have lunch somewhere. Photo arrangement courtesy of a particularly shiny table.
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View from Leeds station, Monday morning
Monday 1st June 2015, 7.50am (day 1,376)
Sometimes when doing this blog I take shots a few times before I use them. They’re not one-offs, I know where they are and that they’ll work if the light’s right, but each time I capture a version, something else comes along later in the day and usurps their place. This is an example. I pass through Leeds station often enough, and this abstract is actually a view from platform 14, looking south, through grating to the BT building behind. I must have taken something approaching this shot three or four times by now — but until now, not used it. Here it is today, however: which means I’ll have to find something else to grab in the future, when I’m on Leeds station on a morning and the light is right.
A good wall, Leeds
Monday 4th May 2015, 5.55pm (day 1,348)
That’s the nice thing about this commitment to record the everyday. Sometimes your basic wall will just turn up and surprise you.
Platform 12, Leeds station
Tuesday 24th March 2015, 7.55am (day 1,307)
Another work trip to London, and as on the last occasion I did this (Feb 27th), the changeover at Leeds station proves far more photographically fruitful than the capital itself. I’m very happy with this picture — one of those occasions where not only did the shot turn out pretty much exactly as hoped, but I got it first go, too.
Platform 9, Leeds station
Friday 27th February 2015, 8.45am (day 1,282)
Pictured as I made my way down to London for an afternoon’s work today. The last time — for now — that this journey can be done on a publicly-owned train, a service which was so good that it raised millions and millions for the treasury, which is why the morons that run this country have sold it off as of this weekend.
The tree outside Caroline’s house
Friday 13th February 2015, 10.20pm (day 1,268)
Night out in Leeds to celebrate the birthday of our friend Caroline, will she let me tell you which number birthday it was? Ends in a zero, anyway. This tree sits outside her house, snapped it late on. I like the windows of the houses at the bottom which give it some added interest.
Old enemies
Wednesday 3rd September 2014, 2.45pm (day 1,105)
It began in 1964. The prison camp in the Urals, when chess was their only distraction, and they could suck the damp off the pieces to stay alive. Igor (on the left in this shot) was a double agent; his opponent, still known only by the codename “King’s Pawn”, had been picked up trying to infiltrate Tomsk dressed as a Mongolian sheep herder. The Cold War thawed and half a century later they still meet once a week on this field of combat, speaking only rarely, but both with an inner shiver as they recall the white hell of February in the Petropavlavravmavstok encampment.
Nearly missed it…
Sunday 17th August 2014, 2.35pm (day 1,088)
… but this family did make their connection in Leeds. As did Clare and I on our way home from London, after an excellent weekend all round.
Blast from the past
Monday 28th July 2014, 11.00am (day 1,068)
Located under the arches of one of Leeds station’s approach roads, the Cockpit is surely a familiar place to anyone who has been a student at Leeds University in the last 25 years or so. I had my 30th birthday party in this club — quite some time ago.
Early Sunday morning, Leeds city centre
Sunday 23rd March 2014, 1.35am (day 941)
Apart from any innate qualities this pic may have, it is about time I proved to the world that I do occasionally stop up past midnight now and again. This is taken near City Square, Leeds. One guy makes his way home, the other may already be there. The third of the 941 pictures to be taken between 1.00 – 1.59am.
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