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Great tit, Nyborg beach

Wednesday 9th May 2012, 8.05pm (day 258)

Great tit, Nyborg, 9/5/12

So here I am in Denmark, the 6th country to feature on this blog so far – the others being, in order, UK, Finland, Norway, Russia and the Netherlands. (There will be at least one more this year, as I’m off to the US in July.)

The bridge in the background is called the Størebaeltsbroen (Great Belt Bridge) and it links the islands of Sjaelland and Fyn; I came over it earlier on a train from Copehagen airport to Nyborg. There’s not much to do in Nyborg, so this evening I just went for a walk on the beach and photographed great tits. As one does, on beaches.

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Black cat on Keighley Road

Tuesday 8th May 2012, 6.10pm (day 257)

Black cat, 8/5/12

Is this good or bad luck? I can never remember. Check back in a few days, and I’ll let you know.

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Cragg Vale churchyard

Monday 7th May 2012, 11.45am (day 256)

Cragg Vale churchyard, 7/5/12

a.k.a. ‘Lament for a Lost Spring’… Sorry to wax lyrical, it’s probably just the result of spending the day in a church selling piles of 2nd hand books to bargain-hungry pensioners.

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Clare in the bathroom

Sunday 6th May 2012, 1.50pm (day 255)

Clare, bathroom, 6/5/12

The world outside struggles slowly into something that resembles spring. Meanwhile, in our house, an ordinary kind of Sunday; Clare in red corsetry reading a book in the bathroom, and wondering whether the blue ball in the bath is going to spring into life, like Rover in The Prisoner.

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Me at Angle Tarn, the Lake District

Saturday 5th May 2012, 12.40pm (day 254)

Angle Tarn, 5/5/12

There are definitely worse places to have one’s lunch. (See my other blog for more pictures from today.)

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The balloon seller, Manchester

Friday 4th May 2012, 3.10pm (day 253)

Balloon seller, 4/5/12

Walking back to the station I followed this lady for ages and tried to get several photos – I like this one in particular because of the woman on the left ignoring the whole spectacle (and the photographer). I must have followed her for five minutes and in all that time saw nothing but these feet.

It’s as well these things are appearing in my life as subjects because this is the longest run I’ve had all blog of pictures just in Hebden Bridge (home) or Manchester (work). Today was the 20th in a row in just these two locations. I’m off to the Lake District tomorrow though, then Denmark for 5 days on Wednesday.

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St George’s Square, late at night

Thursday 3rd May 2012, 10.55pm (day 252)

St Georges Square, 3/5/12

This is the main square in the centre of Hebden Bridge. You have seen it before (like on March 18th and March 6th, for example), but not this late at night. Then again you’ve seen very little of things this late at night, because I am not much of a dirty stop-out. Tonight was an exception: we went to the cinema.

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CDs at Hebden Bridge market

Wednesday 2nd May 2012, 9.35am (day 251)

CDs at market, 2/5/12

Yup: that pretty much sums me up, musically. And all at £2 off, as well.

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May Day blossoms

Tuesday 1st May 2012, 8.45am (day 250)

May day blossoms, 1/5/12

The weather was not wet, nor that cold, today, but it was so dull. So to cheer me up and make things feel more springlike, here are some pretty blossoms for May Day.

It’s also day 250 of the blog, so I have made some new additions to the ‘Best of the Rest’ page.

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Cathedral and Carbuncle

Monday 30th April 2012, 7.50am (day 249)

Manchester cathedral, 30/4/12

I put up this photo today for two reasons. The first is that I have been starved of sunlight for a week but here is evidence that the morning was a beautiful sunny one, and the whole day stayed reasonable. The last time I had a photo on this blog illuminated by sunshine was 21st April, and even that had just been a momentary break of sun in an otherwise rainy day.

The other thing is that I see this view of Manchester Cathedral every time I leave Victoria station, and keep thinking, OK, it’s not a particularly impressive church (the parish church in the Sussex village where I grew up is larger); but it is a cathedral, thus the centre of a bishopric, the ecclesiastical centre of this, a very large city, God’s house, all that jazz. And in 1974 or so someone went, ‘I’ve got an idea. Let’s build a sodding great white concrete thing right beind it.’

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