Friday 12th January 2018, 9.50pm (day 2,332)
Planet Glitterball oversees the fun and frolics at the Friday night disco in the Trades Club. I remember going out. Not necessarily coming home, but that’s a story for Saturday morning. Perhaps.
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Ex-ice rink
Thursday 11th January 2018, 2.40pm (day 2,331)
Don’t worry, Manchester has not made a sudden return to the depths of winter. In fact this is the Christmas ice rink being callously disposed of. That’s your festive fun over for another year, sod off back to work the lot of you. Then again this was the establishment that was publicly playing Wizzard’s I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day as early as November 8th this year, so I have no sympathy. Doubtless it’ll be back in ten months.
Taken out for lunch
Wednesday 10th January 2018, 1.30pm (day 2,330)
I confidently predict January 2018 will play itself out without a great deal happening in any way. Being taken out for lunch (by the wife) was the main event of the day…
The M.E.C.D. rises
Tuesday 9th January 2018, 6.35pm (day 2,329)
The MECD is the Manchester Engineering Campus Development and will save all our souls, or jobs, or something. What has broken ground so far are just a couple of corner pillars of the whole. Today’s photo is also a sign I pulled a late one at work this evening.
Back on campus
Monday 8th January 2018, 11.10am (day 2,328)
Since 30th December, a photo that featured a cast of thousands, not a single person has featured on here; but then again there haven’t really been many chances to depict them. Nor was the Manchester campus this morning very busy, it does not crank up again until next week student-wise. This photo is a fine example of how all the litter and recycling bins around the place are good for the environment, but not photography. I suppose here it’s just about tolerable.
Nutclough Mill (and dead tree)
Sunday 7th January 2018, 11.10am (day 2,327)
I’m still not getting a great distance away from home… at least not this morning.
Llandudno
Saturday 6th January 2017, 12.40pm (day 2,326)
After spending the last four days almost entirely at home, claustrophobia was definitively overcome by having a day out here. Looking rather different from its last appearance on the blog in August 2016, Llandudno was all built in the 1850s and 1860s as a massive piece of real estate speculation by landowner Lord Mostyn and architect Owen Williams. And I have to say, you can see their point.
Left behind?
Friday 5th January 2018, 4.15pm (day 2,325)
As the St. George’s Square market packs up for the night, you can’t help wondering if one of the stall holders has forgotten something.
Thesis
Thursday 4th January 2018, 2.15pm (day 2,324)
With the whole of 2018 so far having been afflicted with grim, grey weather, there has been little motivation to go out in it; in fact in the last three days I’ve only left the house once, for about two hours last night. There’s work to be done, I might as well get on with it. It doesn’t make for gripping photography, I realise that, but I’ll do my best.
Sign outside my house
Wednesday 3rd January 2018, 7.25pm (day 2,323)
Why is this sign here? No idea. They never tell us anything. Perhaps it is purely metaphorical….
Being 42 