Tuesday 22nd September 2015, 8.35am (day 1,489)
A familiar scene, given added interest by the drizzle caught in the sun. Worth getting a little wet for. The 8:34 to York departs and my train to Manchester will be along in a few minutes.
A familiar scene, given added interest by the drizzle caught in the sun. Worth getting a little wet for. The 8:34 to York departs and my train to Manchester will be along in a few minutes.
Having stayed over on the Cumbrian coast last night there was plenty of opportunity to get the Irish Sea into the shot for the second day in a row. Seascale station is an idyllic place on a glorious morning like this, though I bet when the westerly gales are blowing, it is quite different. My spell-checker keeps wanting to change ‘Seascale’ to ‘seascape’, which I guess is appropriate in this case.
Plenty of pictures at the moment of this place, but that’s because it’s nice to see a public works project that has actually turned out pretty well.
Normally our journey home from London wouldn’t take us through York but we ended up there because of a blockage on the line at Wakefield. It didn’t really extend our journey time much, to be fair. I took this shot while sat on our Hebden Bridge train waiting for it to leave, and like it because until I uploaded it onto the laptop this evening I didn’t realise how I’d captured this mother and son a couple of platforms away. I wasn’t particularly taking a photo of them, just of this group of people sat over there, and it’s nice sometimes when you get something unexpected.
The title has a double meaning. Yes, it’s a new era for Victoria station, which after a long period of renovation is now just about finished and looks infinitely better for it. It’s also a new era photographically. Half an hour after taking yesterday’s shot my old Fujifilm Finepix camera conked out, I’ve had it some three years now and used it (obviously) every day so I suppose it was due to happen at some point. Went into Manchester partly to buy another one. I can’t afford to upgrade however so we are now working with a Canon Sureshot compact. You can work out, through following this blog, whether I get on with it as well as its late predecessor.
Sometimes when doing this blog I take shots a few times before I use them. They’re not one-offs, I know where they are and that they’ll work if the light’s right, but each time I capture a version, something else comes along later in the day and usurps their place. This is an example. I pass through Leeds station often enough, and this abstract is actually a view from platform 14, looking south, through grating to the BT building behind. I must have taken something approaching this shot three or four times by now — but until now, not used it. Here it is today, however: which means I’ll have to find something else to grab in the future, when I’m on Leeds station on a morning and the light is right.
The refurbishment of Manchester Victoria station must be nearly complete, but while half of it has now been opened up dramatically, the other half (platforms 3-6) remain, and probably always will remain, stuck under the Arena which squats over it like the corporate edifice that it is. And yes, I know that 2.10pm is rather early to be heading home, but I have marking to do.
Scaffolding has come and gone and come again at Hebden Bridge station over the last few weeks — but there never seems to be anyone actually working on or around it.
Another trip to London. This was taken at Waterloo station — the busiest railway station in Britain by number of passengers — these two were just part of the throng, but I like the way they’ve been captured in relative isolation.
I went all the way to London and back today for no immediately obvious reason thanks to someone cancelling a meeting at the last minute. Basically I did a 10-hour round trip to have lunch in the Parcel Yard at King’s Cross. So here’s none of that. Instead, let’s feature this blackbird who was looking suspiciously at me at Hebden Bridge station this morning.