Tuesday 25th June 2013, 5.55pm (day 670)
Let’s hope he still is, and stays so as long as possible.
By the way, I have 199 followers. Would you like to be number 200? A nice milestone to hit.
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Tara, second appearance
Thursday 20th June 2013, 5.35pm (day 665)
Nice to have a friend appear on the blog. Tara’s second appearance as it happens; the first being back in April 2012. This shot is taken in the same place, same company, as that one. Life goes on and many things are seen but sometimes you come back to the same places, the same companions.
Back in the Railway
Friday 14th December 2012, 5.10pm (day 477)
Things in Hebden Bridge are largely all recovered now after the floods of June and July; most establishments are back open again. This includes the Railway, my local pub, last seen on the blog on 22nd July when we got together there to have what might have been a final drink-up and tried to coordinate our plans to keep it open. Well, for now, it is still open, in independent ownership and not quite the same as it was, but near enough. Happy Fridays.
The ‘Save the Railway’ meeting
Sunday 22nd July 2012, 3.10pm (day 332)
Here is not the place for the fine detail, but the ‘significant’ news that hit on my first day in Tuscaloosa, mentioned below, was that the giant ‘pubco’ (pub ownership company) that owns the Railway has decided that it is unwilling to stump up the cost of a refurbishment following the damage caused by the floods on 22nd/23rd June and 9th July. They want to sell the pub, but no one is particularly convinced that they have an interest in keeping the pub in the hands of someone who will, well, keep it as a pub and not convert it into something else. The last few years in the UK have, to say the least, not been kind to the pub trade.
Well, we – the customers – want to keep it as a pub, so today we had a meeting there to discuss what we were going to do. It was a lovely sunny day and there was also a social aspect to it – no one wanted their last drink here to be that horrible 22nd June. But it shouldn’t have to be the last today, either. We’ll try not to make it the last.
Clare in red glove
Monday 28th May 2012, 10.35am (day 277)
Grrrr. No comment necessary.
Jack, outside the pub
Monday 21st May 2012, 5.50pm (day 270)
Yesterday was good, and today continued very fine: best weather since the end of March. Here we are sat out in front of the Railway; yes, it’s by a main road, but it’s a great little suntrap. This is Jack: you will recognise him better with the hat and glasses on than without them. There’s me, too, if you look carefully.
Couple in pub
Thursday 12th April 2012, 5.40pm (day 231)
This is obviously the place to sit in the evening at the present time – the light is hitting just right for portrait work (see the photo of Mick presented as an alternative option a couple of days ago). I don’t know this couple, but they look real good on this pic. I did show them it after it was taken, and she loved it, he hated that he had been snapped. What that says about them I don’t know. I did tell them I wouldn’t put it on Facebook. Which was a half-truth.
Mirror in the Railway, Friday night
Friday 24th February 2012, 8.00pm (day 183)
Back home. Was supposed to be going out in Manchester tonight but the gig was postponed, or cancelled, or I got the date wrong, or something. Anyway, when that happens, that’s what locals are for.
George, the barmaid
Friday 10th February 2012, 5.35pm (day 169)
Friday evening, end of the week; doesn’t matter how busy I am, I don’t work Friday nights or at all on Saturdays.
Friday evening is George’s [Georgina’s] night on the bar in the Railway. Cheers, George. Mine’s a pint of Black Sheep.
Juke Box, Railway Inn, Hebden Bridge
Tuesday 6th December 2011, 5.45pm (day 103)
The Juke Box Is Your Friend.
This one’s pretty good. There’s no Joy Division, Spiritualized. Ministry, Santana, LCD Soundsystem, Pink Floyd, Lard, or Can. But there is plenty of Led Zeppelin, The Who, The Stones, the Doors, Bowie, and occasional outbreaks of the Temptations, the Sex Pistols, Primal Scream and other positives. I invest three or four quid a week in it. It’s money well spent.
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