Thursday 25th October 2018, 4.05pm (day 2,618)
Perhaps it was early to be in the pub but I was fed up with work by 4pm today. But perhaps not as doleful as this beer pump appears to be. An inanimate object with a secret inner life? Quite possibly.
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Tag Archives: pub
Red, white and blue
Friday 14th September 2018, 5.35pm (day 2,577)
Second photo in a row taken through glass: this lady was sat outside the pub as we enjoyed the usual Friday afternoon thing. A quiet weekend coming up, poor weather forecast although there was some sunshine coming in for this shot. A bit of oddness caused by the reflections but I still like the image.
At the Blue Pig
Sunday 5th August 2018, 3.40pm (day 2,537)
First weekend of my summer break. I have no idea who this is, the picture is chosen for no other reason than I just think it makes him look good. Which is as much as we can ask from a portrait I think.
Tour de France (on TV)
Friday 20th July 2018, 4.45pm (day 2,521)
The Tour de France belied its name and came through Hebden Bridge (and past my front door) in 2014 if you recall, but here it gets seen in less direct and energetic form. The week comes to an end in the pub, instead. Well, this is what normally happens.
Under the sunshade
Tuesday 26th June 2018, 6.10pm (day 2,497)
The sun shows no signs of going away, so rather than wonder when the hosepipe bans and drought orders will come in, let’s just enjoy it — albeit, under cover. Too hot to sit out in direct sunlight for long, even with a beer. Mr John Bailey makes at least his third appearance on the blog.
French fans in McGlynn’s
Thursday 21st June 2018, 3.50pm (day 2,492)
McGlynn’s pub in Bloomsbury declares this afternoon for the French, before their game against Peru in the World Cup: note the tricolour in the window. What gets me about this shot though is how much Roy Keane looks like a little orange animated version of himself, sort of like Max Headroom….
Cocktail remnants
Saturday 9th June 2018, 4.30pm (day 2,480)
A wholly uneventful weekend. These were not even my cocktails.
The usual suspects
Friday 20th April 2018, 6.30pm (day 2,430)
As it was on Wednesday, so it was tonight. April 2018 in the UK skipped over spring entirely and went from winter to high summer. A Friday evening, the sun was out, the usual suspects were in attendance.
Transition (grey to blue)
Wednesday 18th April 2018, 4.35pm (day 2,428)
Sledgehammer symbolism it may be but anyone living in most of the UK today observed that we transitioned rather suddenly from winter into full-on spring. And it’s forecast to stay. On such a day, let us use the Railway as a bridge.
A nice day also to mark the 2,000th picture on this blog taken in the UK. If Cambridge Analytica find it significant that I have spent 82.37% of my time over that period in my home country — there you go, I’ve saved them the bother of doing the maths.
My cousin Steve (in his pub)
Thursday 22nd February 2018, 7.15pm (day 2,373)
My extended family has not featured much on this blog, so let’s compensate for that, and thank my cousin Steve (my father’s sister’s son) for his hospitality tonight at both his home and business — the Dovecote Inn, Capel, Kent, with its fine beer and monstrous portions of tasty food (free advertising….). Cheers!
Being 42 