Friday 19th August 2016, 3.50pm (day 1,821)
A highly uneventful day and, after a run of very good weather, a wet one — these two issues are surely not unconnected. No one was doing much today.
Rainy day
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Tag Archives: photos
Rock crushing
Thursday 18th August 2016, 3.50pm (day 1,820)
One for the occasional series, “machines enjoying doing their jobs”? (A previous entry here….). Or just an additional depiction of the rebuilding of Manchester’s entire city centre? If theories of capitalism and ‘creative destruction’ are right, by 2050 this could become the world norm.
The spider colony, rediscovered
Wednesday 17th August 2016, 9.35am (day 1,819)
Those of you who haven’t already quickly moved on, shrieking, may care that I hadn’t seen any of the cave spiders in the shed since a couple of years ago: 22/6/14 was the last appearance of one on here. Thought they had moved out, but three turned up today under an old table that we had in there. I think the one on the left is the one I got in a better picture of on 9/6/12; the red markings on the legs (though not that clear on this shot) are very similar. And look, it’s sweet. They’re breeding….
King Street
Tuesday 16th August 2016, 8.40am (day 1,818)
A shot from Manchester prior to 9am? I must be back at work. What statement this guy is trying to make outside the ‘Burger and Lobster’ bar I don’t know, but I like it.
Flowering heather
Monday 15th August 2016, 2.00pm (day 1,817)
Today really was the last hurrah of my summer holiday; and I still got several hours’ reading in while I made my way to and from the north-western fringes of the Lake District. That is Crummock Water in the distance, the fell behind it being Mellbreak. Meanwhile, on Whiteside, a spectacular profusion of heather; purple was definitely the dominant colour today. Or is it pink? Whatever.
Contact
Sunday 14th August 2016, 4.55pm (day 1,816)
Exactly what this biker and this pigeon were finding to talk about this afternoon by the Hebden old bridge, I have no idea — but there is clearly some communication here.
In Nutclough Woods
Saturday 13th August 2016, 2.15pm (day 1,815)
I feel I’ve shown what I wanted to show about this tree, so that gratifies me.
Big scary door
Friday 12th August 2016, 1.25pm (day 1,814)
Doubtless there is a parent just out of shot waiting to make the strategic grab if necessary, but at some point in the future these two will be going through their big scary doors all by themselves. Good luck to them. Pictured at Manchester Victoria station, as I ventured there purely for shopping purposes — the return to work can wait another 36 hours or so.
Family gathering
Thursday 11th August 2016, 5.00pm (day 1,813)
As I start back at work on Sunday, I would like to make the most of the remaining days of the holiday; hence today’s family gathering. My Dad (well, some of him) makes his fourth appearance on the blog; my Mum (somewhat shamefully, perhaps) her second, Clare and Joe, you know.
Roof with a view
Wednesday 10th August 2016, 11.45am (day 1,812)
Not a bad morning for it, though there was rain later. This is never going to be a position you ever see me in, by the way.
