Some months ago, someone at the Met Office suggested that 2009 would be a barbecue summer. Now they are regretting their forecast. This was taken this morning on my balcony : a balcony I have been hardly able to use this year.
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Monday, 27 July 2009
On Saturday night we went over to Widnes and spent a marvellous evening with Dave and Debbie. Far too much wine was drunk, far too much good company, far too much stimulating conversation. Too much to take any photographs, so here is one I took earlier - as they say.
Saturday, 25 July 2009
Friday, 24 July 2009
My "Cloudspotter's Guide" arrived yesterday. It is somewhat disappointing in that, although it is full of illustrations of different types of clouds, these are all in black and white. It rather spoils the point of the whole thing. Here is a picture of the black and white clouds outside today. Miserable.
Thursday, 23 July 2009
Wednesday, 22 July 2009
The latest member of our extended family came calling this morning. Stanley sat on his mothers' knee picked up my copy of the Guardian and started reading. His grandfather Rob and great uncle Dave will be horrified, not by his precociousness but by his choice of reading matter. For them if it is not written in the Daily Mail it isn't worth reading. But it looks like young Stanley is developing more cultivated reading habits.
Tuesday, 21 July 2009
Outside it is cold, dark and very wet. Even if I wanted to take a photograph, I can't see anyone wanting to look at it. So here is one I prepared earlier. Last month, in fact, when we were on our cruise. The blue skies and the ancient tower are in the Spanish resort of Puerto Banus.
Monday, 20 July 2009
Sunday, 19 July 2009
Friday, 17 July 2009
I had a call today from a friend I haven't seen in a long time. He spoke about coming over to visit from Ireland where he lives. He said he very much wanted to visit Whitby. I have not been to Whitby for years. The last time I was there, I took this photo.
Thursday, 16 July 2009
I am generally better with people than with places. I suspect this might have been taken at Bankfield House, Halifax but I can't be certain. It does show my good friend Janie (and that is her sister Katie almost hidden behind her), my wife-to-be Issy (with Janie's mother hidden behind her) and Issy's father and mother, Raymond and Edie. At a guess, it must have been taken about 1970.
I'm normally pretty good at remembering where I took photographs some forty plus years after the event when I come to scan the negatives to add them to my digital collection. If I zoom in far enough I can just make out that at the bottom of the street is "Woodside Fisheries" which suggests it might have been taken in the Boothtown area of Halifax. I must have taken it, but for the life of me I can't remember.
Tuesday, 14 July 2009
If there is anything guaranteed to make me want to break into a property and desecrate its' alabaster statues it is signs like this. The house is built next to the woods which the occupants can't see because they have surrounded it with a 12 foot high security fence. What a pathetic palace.
Monday, 13 July 2009
As I have spent most of the weekend updating the Marsden Jazz Festival website it seems only appropriate that I illustrate it with a couple of the pictures I have taken at the Festival over the years. This - taken back in 2003 - is one of my favourites. It was a true "moment caught in time", un-posed and unplanned.
Friday, 10 July 2009
Scanning old negatives is an on-going process. This one came up today and it shows Jane, Charlotte and Isobel some forty years ago. Although Charlotte now lives in America we almost all met up again last week, but the holidays didn't mesh. In another ten years it will be 50 years so perhaps then.
Thursday, 9 July 2009
This is not a technical post nor is a nostalgic one. It is however an image of one of my first ever modems. Dating back fifteen years or more I have the feeling that it was horribly expensive and mind-blowingly slow. As an image however it captures the era : mixing together the modern, the technical and the exciting world of computers a couple of decades ago.
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
This picture is from last Saturday's multi-birthday party and shows my son, Alexander, and Dave and Debbie's daughter, Lucy. About 18 years ago I wrote a short story set many years in the future which culminated in Xan and Lucy meeting again in old age in an attempt to track down the meaning of an inscription Dave H wrote in a book he gave me for my birthday. Sadly, I seem to have lost the story.