Saturday 25th June 2022, 4.20pm (day 3,957)
I did very little else other than enjoy some sunshine on this Saturday afternoon; and I was not the only one.
Enjoying the sunshine
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
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Friday afternoon reflections
Friday 17th June 2022, 4.50pm (day 3,949)
Friday, at the end of a busy week, and the sun was out. I make no apologies for heading for the pub. Others thought the same, as depicted in my camera, and in Mark’s sunglasses.
Diamond waits
Tuesday 7th June 2022, 5.40pm (day 3,939)
Is waiting a thing that dogs would do if we hadn’t trained them to do it over millennia? Predators learn to wait, I guess. But not for their human master to come back from the bar.
Lynn outside the Railway
Monday 30th May 2022, 5.05pm (day 3,931)
The Railway Inn is undeniably close to a main road. But we don’t let it spoil our enjoyment of the outdoor seating; one of Hebden Bridge’s best suntraps. Like the rest of us, Lynn was enjoying it this afternoon.
Reggie relaxes
Tuesday 3rd May 2022, 4.35pm (day 3,904)
A very limited day in terms of photographic opportunities. It was some cherry blossom again, or pub dog Reggie being mildly exploited. But he doesn’t mind this kind of thing, it’s his job.
Time to leave the room (Karaoke Guy)
Sunday 3rd April 2022, 4.35pm (day 3,874)
It’s Sunday afternoon in the Railway. Meaning, it’s Karaoke Afternoon. This is a regular Sunday thing, like church. And the singing is no better. The arrival of the m.c. — here, about to start his set-up — is a sign to head to a different part of the building, out of earshot.
Roxy waits
Wednesday 23rd February 2022, 4.30pm (day 3,835)
One of the recent candidates for “Railway pub dog”, Roxy is almost always seen standing, here or (if it’s cold) by the fire. Sitting and lying down are just things other dogs do. She is a patient creature, but I guess that’s a requirement for all candidate pub dogs. The leash is purely symbolic.
Mark and Yathi
Thursday 17th February 2022, 5.30pm (day 3,829)
Next week will mark ten and a half years that I have been doing this. In that time people have come and gone: at least two friends who have appeared on here at some point have died in the last 12 months. But new faces arrive in turn. I haven’t known these two as long as some others but now it’s Mark and Yathi’s turn to debut on here.
The blacks and the whites
Tuesday 1st February 2022, 7.05pm (day 3,813)
Serious combat in the Railway this evening. Somehow black and white photography seems appropriate for this subject matter.
Inside the pinball machine
Thursday 6th January 2022, 4.55pm (day 3,787)
The Railway has acquired one of these devices. I like pinball; it is a highly pointless activity but the complexity and fine engineering of the machines is often impressive. Are there entire degree programmes devoted to Pinball Studies I wonder? This shot is, of course, taken through glass, hence the reflected text at the top, which might almost be Cyrillic, though you’ll eventually work it out (the machine has a circus theme).
Being 42 