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Norwegian visitors

Monday 31st October 2022, 5.00pm (day 4,085)

Spent the whole day entertaining some visitors from Norway, so they should feature on the daily post. Johannes ponders his beer, Anita brings more, and Catherine seems happy that her luggage — thought lost in the system — has been found. They and their colleagues reminded me that Norway is a place I have not been to lately, despite it remaining the third-most featured country on this blog (after England and Australia); its last appearance was 26th April 2018, as I departed Tromsø airport for the last time (so far). If I made a good impression today, perhaps I will get an invite back…

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Lynn’s wake

Wednesday 5th October 2022, 5.55pm (day 4,059)

Lynn's wake, 5/10/22

There are, by now, a number of ‘digital ghosts’ that haunt this blog. I know of, for sure, seven people who have appeared on here who have since died: both of Clare’s grans, our former neighbour Richard, a professorial colleague at work, and three friends, of which Lynn was the most recent, passing away last month. Her last appearance on here was on 30th May. It’s possibly the only one, although I would be surprised if she didn’t also turn up in the background of some other shots: as, technically, she does here.

So what do the rest of us do….. A wake is the party that they hold for you, the one time they know you can’t come. And then we move on. Eventually everyone depicted on here will be dust, including me: I’m only two years younger than Lynn. Whether I will get the chance to let you know I’m on the way out, is as yet undetermined.

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Dog karaoke?

Sunday 2nd October 2022, 3.45pm (day 4,056)

Dog karaoke, 2/10/22

I have been looking at this sign for some months now, but only today really understood the implications. I’ve seen dog ice cream for sale, and in the Arndale centre in Manchester there is now a whole stall selling little doggy cakes and pastries. But dog karaoke? Methinks we are starting to pamper our little pooches just that little bit too much. Although I doubt the singing would be appreciably worse.

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Phantom Clare

Thursday 15th September 2022, 6.15pm (day 4,039)

Phantom Clare, 15/9/22

Of all the days over the two weeks since I effectively lost my access to photos, this was the dullest and least eventful. Getting a shot of C’s coat, left as she went to buy a drink, and somehow imagining that it looks like her shade or phantom, was about as exciting as it got. Sometimes Thursdays are like that. One cannot always get the hang of Thursdays.

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Jackdaw negotiation

Thursday 8th September 2022, 3.45pm (day 4,032)

Jackdaws and meal, 8/9/22

“I dunno mate. It gets worse and worse. Look at these scraps.”

“Know exactly what you mean, Bob. You just can’t get the humans these days. Must be global warming or summat.”

“Well, let’s see what we can get out of it before that twat over there decides to muscle in.”

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World seen through beer

Friday 2nd September 2022, 3.40pm (day 4,026)

World through beer, 2/9/22

An abstract, but appropriate metaphor for life today. The signature on the glass says John Smith but the product is different. And, no, it’s not all the same in the end.

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Sunday evening

Sunday 28th August 2022, 7.30pm (day 4,021)

Sunday at pub, 28/8/22

A holiday weekend — no work tomorrow! (Unless of course you work in one of the many professions in which this idea of a mandated holiday is just a pipe dream.) But it was an excuse to go out and enjoy company and dress in silly yellow hats, if that’s your bag.

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Pink pair

Saturday 27th August 2022, 5.50pm (day 4,020)

Pink pair, 27/8/22

No particular point being made with this one, I just think it is a nice portrait. Sometimes C and I try to stop ourselves going out in co-ordinated gear but with these two you get the feeling the choices are carefully made.

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Watching the beer come in

Thursday 18th August 2022, 4.40pm (day 4,011)

A day at home, between trips away, and watching the beer get delivered to the pub (from across the road, for some reason) was the day’s chief entertainment. Diamond the dog becomes the latest animal to make theblog twice, adopting much the same position as on her first appearance.

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Once a piano

Monday 1st August 2022, 5.25pm (day 3,994)

Piano remnants, 1/8/22

The ‘West Riding’ bar on Dewsbury station ranks up there with the world’s great railway station refreshment rooms. It’s quite as good as Stalybridge’s, and that’s high praise indeed. The random scattering of stuff around it, inside and out, seems natural rather than the affectations of an interior designer. It’s been a while since this piano made any music, but it remains interesting in different ways.

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