Friday 16th March 2012, 9.15am (day 204)
Yes, I know it’s blurred. But one of these days I’ll take a photo like this and it’ll be sharp, and then the world is my oyster 🙂
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Blossom in Calder Holmes park
Wednesday 15th March 2012, 8.40am (day 203)
I have been trying hard not to repeat myself on this blog but there was a good excuse to do so today. One thing I hope this blog will come to show is the changing of the seasons, particularly in Hebden Bridge which for obvious reasons is going to provide the majority of these shots. Compare this shot to the one taken nearly six months ago, on October 20th, from exactly the same position, and you’ll hopefully see what I mean.
Todmorden market at night
Wednesday 14th March 2012, 7.00pm (day 202)
Little commentary to add to this one – just a nice scene I passed on the way home. I’m sure it would be a cheaper service to run if they turned the lights off when it was empty, though.
The new laptop
Tuesday 13th March 2012, 3.40pm (day 201)
Clare has been semi-bereaved lately by the slow death of her little netbook. It’s visible in the background, neglected and dying, because its shiny new replacement arrived today, and everyone at home was much happier. Kind of like when the puppy comes back from the vet’s.
As 200 days have now passed on this blog I have updated the Best of the Rest page with some more photos that didn’t quite make the ‘one a day’ cut.
Sheep quintet above Longsleddale
Monday 12th March 2012, 10.00am (day 200)
Worked yesterday on the way home so I could get a day’s walking in today, but the views were disappointing again – despite a good forecast, cloud obscured most things above about 1,500 feet today.
I did like this little group of sheep, however, who arranged themselves across the shot like an 80s indie band on an album cover. There’s the lead singer down in front, the tough bass player behind, the lead & rhythm guitarist stylishly ignoring the camera in the centre. Not sure what the job of the one on the right is. It’ll probably be the synth player who’s on his way out after this album, like Viv Savage from Spinal Tap, say.
By the way, today’s the 200th day of this blog: I will put up some more ‘Best of the Rest’ but not tonight.
The Pelirocco hotel, Brighton
Sunday 11th March 2012, 9.15am (day 199)
It’s about time this place appeared on the blog. I probably visit Brighton about three or four times a year, and always stay here. If you want double glazing, thermostat-controlled air conditioning, bidets and trouser presses in your room, stay somewhere else. If these things don’t matter to you and you’re in Brighton: then I highly recommend it.
St Pancras station (the basement)
Friday 9th March 2012, 3.30pm (day 197)
The new St Pancras station in London, terminus for the Eurostar trains, is definitely the most impressive railway station in Britain and probably ranks among the top 10 in Europe. But for those of us plebs who don’t want to catch the Eurostar, or even the cross-country services north to Sheffield, but the cross-London trains down to the South coast; we are herded down into the basement.
Still, this couple looked kinda cute. And I was only there for five minutes.
The evening sky
Thursday 8th March 2012, 4.55pm (day 196)
Have we had a ‘Hebden Bridge sky’ picture for a while? No, I didn’t think so either.
The Oxford Road bus swarm
Wednesday 7th March 2012, 9.45am (day 195)
It is sometimes said that Oxford Road, Manchester, is the busiest bus route in Europe. Looking at this sight – there are at least 17 buses visible on this shot and I see no reason why the unseen space behind the one in the centre of the picture is occupied by anything different – it is not only easy to believe this, but impossible not to marvel at the mentality of those who think that unregulated public transport is a good idea. Reallocating even one of these buses to the Lake District, say, or a bus-free village in the shires… don’t you think that would be a more productive use of it?
Hebden Bridge, 100 years ago
Tuesday 6th March 2012, 8.40am (day 194)
Actually, it’s this morning: and it was a beautiful one. But I liked this photo because there’s nothing in it that suggests the modern day. Well, there’s one exception, perhaps – see if you can spot it.
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