Wednesday 7th December 2016, 10.50am (day 1,931)
Taken on campus; there is almost no green space there, but if you point your camera up at a high enough angle, you can occasionally get shots of trees with no buildings behind…
Winter sky, on campus
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
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Sean, on my new phone
Tuesday 6th December 2016, 3.40pm (day 1,930)
There is a short version and a long version of how this picture ended up the way it did. The short version is, I was being creative, and the long version is too boring to worry about. Anyway here is our lunchtime seminar speaker, Sean, pictured on my new smartphone, in turn pictured on my usual camera. I like the collage effect of how this one has turned out.
Ducks on patrol
Monday 5th December 2016, 3.30pm (day 1,929)
There seemed to be a lot of ducks around this afternoon, including this line of at least 15 in a row here (this is only part of the posse). Then again there were a lot of pigeons around too. Perhaps there has been an escalation in the ongoing Hebden Bridge pigeon-duck conflict. These guys certainly look extra-attentive.
Windsor Road, Hebden Bridge
Sunday 4th December 2016, 2.35pm (day 1,928)
I’ve been working too many Sundays lately — but today was not one of them. Spent most of it doing very little, so today’s shot is just a scene from the distinctive locality, houses caught by the low sun on another pleasant and mild day. Your morning game — how many chimney pots can you count? I reckon it’s approaching 50.
Hampden Park, before kick-off
Saturday 3rd December 2016, 2.50pm (day 1,927)
After we visited Hampden Park last year I decided that at some point I wanted to see a match there. Football tourism, why not. Something different to do other than hang around at home on a Saturday. It is one of the world’s great football stadia and I’d never before seen a Scottish league game in my 47 years on this planet. Hampden is home to Queen’s Park FC, the oldest club in Scotland (150 years old in 2017), and the last remaining bastion of amateurism in senior British football. The crowd for their game with Brechin City was a few hundred strong, swelled by Joe and myself, and we saw the home team win 2-0 (despite Virgin Trains’ best efforts to screw up our day trip).
Bloke on roof
Friday 2nd December 2016, 1.30pm (day 1,926)
Number n+1 in this series, ‘Blokes on Rooves’, and indeed, n+1 in the series ‘Blokes on this particular roof’, only for once I can’t find the older picture to put in a link to it, so you’re just going to have to take my word for it. I like the lines on this picture, the general pattern.
Contact Theatre, exterior
Thursday 1st December 2016, 4.55pm (day 1,925)
The Contact Theatre was built in 1999 and adjoins the Ellen Wilkinson Building where I work, helping close off my courtyard (you’ve seen that often enough), but it is a separate entity from the university. It focuses on youth theatre and involves young people in programming and hiring decisions, apparently. The picture also demonstrates that we have reached that time of year where I get to leave the office and it’s already dark. So be it… December it is.
Police line (do not cross)
Wednesday 30th November 2016, 2.25pm (day 1,924)
I don’t know what had been going on around Manchester’s Chinese Arch but the whole area was cordoned off all day today with lines of blue-and-white police tape. But the managers of the establishment referenced here will clearly be damned before they lose any business as a result.
POSTSCRIPT: Apparently this is the result of a fire in a building, on Monday, in which two people were killed.
Frosty morning, Cambridgeshire (or possibly Hertfordshire)
Tuesday 29th November 2016, 7.55am (day 1,923)
Another beautiful day — as have been many over the last four months, it cannot be denied. A very sharp frost, which lasted all day, across the entire country (I saw enough of it today — I know this); but once more, cloudless blue skies. I spent it entirely either on a train or working at home, so did not manage to capture it that adequately, but here’s my best effort from early this morning, as the train out of Cambridge whisked me through some rural county or other.
Punting
Monday 28th November 2016, 12.15pm (day 1,922)
Did I do punting on the Cam back in January, when I first came to Cambridge? Well, bugger it. I’m depicting it again. There are reasons.
