Tag Archives: pub

Reunited…. slowly

Monday 10th May 2021, 3.15pm (day 3,546)

Tony and Mel, 10/5/21

Tony pays the boss his dues. OK, so it’s early to be in the pub but plenty of people were; starved of true human contact for so long, there is a great deal of lost time to be made up between friends.

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Under the awning

Friday 7th May 2021, 5.05pm (day 3,543)

Pub awning and heater, 7/5/21

Manufacturers of outside awnings and other shelters for pub gardens have probably been one of the few economic sectors to see some positive growth in the last few weeks. The skies were blue this evening, but it’s not going to last.

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Life in London

Tuesday 4th May 2021, 5.55pm (day 3,540)

Outside McGlynn's, 4/5/21

Back in the long hot days of June 2018 I spent a whole working week in London, most of it here, in McGlynn’s pub on Whidborne Street (see this photo for instance). Finally it is open again, albeit for outside drinking only, so I and the other customers stoically ignore the fact that it is about to rain. Tonight’s real significance was that this was the first night I have spent away from home in 2021. Life, of a sort, returns: but not yet in full.

This is the 99th London shot to feature on here, by the way.

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Life in the Village

Thursday 22nd April 2021, 4.45pm (day 3,528)

Waiter in Village, 22/4/21

It’s been a hard few months. Photographically I mean (of course there have been other reasons). But lockdown, in all its arbitrary ways, has drained the land of life, at a time of year when we really benefit from the company of others and the things they bring. In that respect, at least, things are slowly looking up. Manchester now seems to have some energy back, as befits a big city. Finally.

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Play with me

Sunday 18th April 2021, 3.40pm (day 3,524)

Play with me, 18/4/21

“I don’t know who you are, but play with me anyway! Look, I have the Thing ready!”

Sunday afternoon — in a pub beer garden once again. Well, it’s still a novelty, and the sun is still shining.

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Gold glasses (in the pub)

Tuesday 13th April 2021, 3.45pm (day 3,519)

Gold glasses, 13/4/21

Although I quite like the image of this guy’s golden sunglasses, the significance is more carried by what is visible behind his head; that table sits, as did we, in the beer garden of the White Swan in Hebden Bridge. Yes folks, the pubs are open again — if you want to wrap up and go al fresco, anyway. Hurrah for that at least.

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Inactivity

Saturday 3rd October 2020, 4.30pm (day 3,237)

Today was considerably less mobile and active than yesterday. No football, even: making it the first Saturday I have voluntarily not attended a match since mid-February. The reason? Rain, constant rain, endless, all day. Apologies then for the boredom factor but at least we can still go to the pub.

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Sitting out in the rain

Wednesday 30th September 2020, 5.25pm (day 3,324)

Table in rain, 30/9/20

A foul, miserable day of weather that matched the general mood.  September sun has just about sustained the local pubs, but once it stops being very agreeable to sit outside — as it definitely was today — then they will slowly rot away and die, like most other things that bring fun into our lives, presently.

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Pavement café culture (Yorkshire style)

Sunday 23rd August 2020, 4.15pm (day 3,286)

Pavement café, 23/8/20
I have been thinking about this, and have decided to declare this the one and only positive outcome of lockdown –‘this’ being the emergence of a UK pavement café culture.  We don’t necessarily have the weather for it, but hey, pubs and restaurants can invest in some umbrellas, as they do elsewhere. On sunny afternoons like this one, it doesn’t matter, and we can give it a shot.

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A joke? Maybe, maybe not

Saturday 15th August 2020, 1.10pm (day 3,278)

Possible irony, 15/8/20

There were several other photos that could have made it today and they were all more artistic than this one.  But I have gone with this one simply to provoke some consideration.  Is this sign a joke?  Or is it meant seriously?  What’s more to the point is that right now it’s actually impossible to be sure, and that alone is a sign of how screwed up things have become.  I will continue to document the world that I see, but it doesn’t mean that I understand it any more.

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