Tuesday 19th April 2016, 4.15pm (day 1,699)
An unnecessarily tautological name for a drinking establishment, perhaps. Who cares on such an utterly beautiful day as today.
The Pub Zoo
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Tag Archives: Manchester
Legless
Thursday 14th April 2016, 6.00pm (day 1,694)
OK, it’s a pretty obvious optical illusion, but what the hell, after a long day at work spent almost completely walking around from one place to another (not to mention my standard 5-mile round-trip hike there via two railway stations), it summed up my day.
Outside Manchester cathedral
Wednesday 16th March 2016, 5.30pm (day 1,665)
Another pleasant, sunny afternoon, although a chilly one. I know this shot would be better without the signs, but hey, that’s the clutter of modern life for you.
St. James’ Street, Manchester
Wednesday 9th March 2016, 10.35am (day 1,658)
For a street with a pretty grand name in the centre of one of the larger cities in Britain, St. James’ Street is a rather pokey back alley. I like here the gang of urban pigeons to bottom left — the random chair — and the “Lewis Bet” sign, if that’s not a seedy backroom bookie’s I don’t know what might be.
Snow day (birthday)
Friday 4th March 2016, 12 noon (day 1,653)
Today was Joe’s bithrday. Amazingly, I seem to as of today be the parent of a teenager. Yet it was a win-win situation for him, because almost the first thing that happened today was that we got the phone call telling us it was a snow day, thus a day off school. But he didn’t lie around doing nothing — I took him into Manchester instead, where it was just as revoltingly snowy.
A sign?
Thursday 3rd March 2016, 12.50pm (day 1,652)
Perhaps it’s a political statement. Perhaps it’s a metaphor for someone’s life: perhaps my own. Perhaps it’s just a picture of a car park barrier. Your call.
Vote Elrica
Wednesday 24th February 2016, 10.20am (day 1,644)
It must be nearly spring. Both the crocuses and the campaign banners for this year’s Student Union elections have come out right on cue. The pigeons seem unmoved by either, however.
Crossing the road
Friday 12th February 2016, 9.30am (day 1,632)
Sometimes you don’t even realise you’ve got the shot until it’s been sitting on your camera all day then you upload it. This was just a general scene but once I saw how glorious her hair was she became its obvious subject. Had to crop it down a lot, hence its loss of sharpness and increased grain — but that’s then helped by going monochrome.
Exchange Square, Manchester
Wednesday 10th February 2016, 10.45am (day 1,630)
I know we were here less than a week ago, with the dragon, but he’s moved on, and this was the best picture I got today to celebrate a strange atmospheric condition in Manchester this morning; an odd blue cast to the light, a weird dryness in the air and a burning yellow ball above, giving nostalgic reminders of times long past. It was very pleasant. I like here how the Corn Exchange is reflected in the glass.
Have a good day?
Friday 5th February 2016, 9.15am (day 1,625)
The title of this post is taken from the graffiti in the background. I hope he did have a good day, but I have no way of knowing for sure.
Being 42 