Tuesday 14th January 2014, 2.00pm (day 873)
Snapped for no other reason than I liked the image. There is no deeper agenda. Another pleasantly sunny winter’s day in Manchester.
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Turing Building, University of Manchester
Thursday 9th January 2014, 1.40pm (day 868)
Rainbows are a kind of cheap shot, but they usually offer something — you at least know there will be colour, shadow and light all around somewhere. This was taken from inside, after I glimpsed the possibility while drifting off in the post-lunch death slot at the seminar I attended today. There’s a double rainbow visible if you look closely.
Incidentally, this is Alan Turing’s second memorial appearance on the blog after his statue made it back last year.
Apple blossom (in December)
Wednesday 18th December 2013, 11.25am (day 846)
Maybe I have seen apple blossom flowering in north-west England, in December, before. But if I have, I didn’t photograph it. Well, there you go. It’s been mild…
(POSTSCRIPT: my mother, fount of knowledge on all things botanical, suggests this is probably a winter flowering cherry. So there you go. It’s still been very mild, however.)
Outside the Student Services Centre
Wednesday 11th December 2013, 10.25am (day 839)
I’m still without proper photo management software and it may be into January before I get it back, so I shall have to make do. It was my students’ graduation day today, I did get photos of the event but in the end I have gone with this one — largely because of Shaun the Sheep’s appearance, which amuses me.
Whitworth Park hall of residence, University of Manchester
Monday 9th December 2013, 11.10am (day 837)
After six days in a row without leaving Hebden Bridge, I make it into campus. Here’s a scene from near our building: the very finely-named Whitworth Park halls of residence (my surname is Whitworth in case you didn’t know).
The more significant event today was that the hard drive on my old MacBook has failed, which is going to make it trickier to do my photos properly until I get my new one, which may not now arrive until after Christmas. Bear with me… the photos are still being taken, but they almost certainly won’t get posted on a daily basis.
University Place and Oxford Road
Monday 25th November 2013, 10.10am (day 823)
This will be a long run of pictures from only Hebden Bridge and Manchester. These will continue to be rich seams for photography as long as the light is right, which it certainly was today. And the other astonishing, perhaps even unrepeatable feature of this shot is that there is NO TRAFFIC. Just for a moment.
Contact Theatre café
Thursday 21st November 2013, 12.45pm (day 819)
A second day beset by more Russians than is considered the usual amount; and two awful train journeys, particularly the one going home. This oasis stands reasonbly close to my office and I’m surprised it’s never featured on the blog before day 819, to be honest.
And no, I couldn’t say exactly what he’s doing. Occam’s Razor suggests ‘eating’, but what, I don’t know.
Olga’s presentation
Wednesday 20th November 2013, 11.50am (day 818)
You’ve seen plenty of photos of me in Moscow; for a change here is a Russian in Manchester, namely Olga, making her presentation at a sort-of conference I organised for them today. I like the way her hand has been caught in mid-gesture. They sure saw Manchester in a diversity of weather today, anyway — wild mood swings from foul to sun to foul again.
Lecture theatre entrance
Monday 18th November 2013, 10.15am (day 816)
This is one of those places that is either totally empty or heaving with people. Better this way, I think. A study in colour and form from the University Place building on campus.
Studying outside the Learning Commons
Tuesday 12th November 2013, 2.55pm (day 810)
Coat and thermos flask notwithstanding, the fact one can be doing this in Manchester in mid-November is a sign that we continue to have plenty of mild weather. The more insane newspapers in the UK seem convinced that the storm that has hit the Philippines will somehow leap two oceans and half a world and, specifically, hit middle-class districts of the UK in the next few days, but there’s no evidence of this. (There never is very much evidence for anything included in the insane newspapers.)
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