Take the plastic off!!!! on Flickr.
I used to write a diary. Only for a few years. Waaaay back when. And I was thinking today, in a taxi, coming to work, that in a way the photos I post on Flickr are my diary. Not too many words. A picture, and that’s about it. So I thought, next year, I should really start to do this every day. And I thought why wait ’til next year? So it’s 10 Dec, 2013 and it begins here. Not every day, but every so often, and always something that I want to recall if I’m lucky enough to survive to a “ripe” “old” “age” (although some would say I’m actually there now). So let’s begin…
And, just for the record, this picture is from 2011. Christmas. It’s a present I bought dd which Soxi wants. These are old old IKEA couches which thankfully we no longer have. I saw the same kitties on a pattern on a UNIQLO, er, t-shirt, undies, dress, polo, etc, etc.
Trojan in London. on Flickr.
For those interested in quirky bubble cars, there’s an excellent Trojan from the 60s being used as a prop in a store on Marylebone Lane in London. I know zip about cars, but this is an eye catcher. Lovely, really, so we took a snap. Looks like a Class A death trap. No seat belts, comedy seats, etc. I read on Wikipedia that the roof was removable so it could be used as an emergency exit if the front door got stuck in an accident.
Dusk near the Danube. on Flickr.
Even on exceedingly long work days there are moments of real beauty. This was taken as we were speeding back to the airport. One of those days. Up in time for a 7.15am flight and back in London around 8.15pm and home by fish. Exhausting but great store visits, and looking at some excellent work by our Austrian colleagues. Nice day.
Bob at the Royal Albert Hall. on Flickr.
Saw Dylan last night at the Royal Albert Hall. He is looking his age but his voice is amazing, and the band excellent. Read some so-so reviews before going but this exceeded expectations. Enjoyed this with Ben, Doug and Jane plus thousands of others.
Fire Hydrant. Fire Extinguisher. on Flickr.
Two signs from K11. Those bubbles look like they could douse just about anything.
Call. Drink. Pray. on Flickr.
Pretty much sums up my airport experiences over the past many years.
What’s in my carry on bag. on Flickr.
This is totally for my own interest, but I do kind of like pictures I see of what’s in people’s bags. So here’s what’s in my nice Jack Spade bag which I carry with me everywhere. The only thing you can’t see is my phone, which I’m using to, er, I’m sure you’ll work it out!
Sleeping Guard. on Flickr.
It was a sunny day on Shanghai’s busiest shopping street. What are you gonna do if you’re a guard? Have a nice snooze of course.
Shanghai Hipster. on Flickr.
We visited K11, an amazing shopping centre, while in Shanghai. Mostly shopping centre, but also part art gallery, this interactive space was abuzz on a Sunday Shanghai afternoon. Lots of folk taking photos, playing fuss ball, eating, talking, and looking at art.
Another sunset on Flickr.
Happy house corner. on Flickr.
It’s the small things.
One Year Away, a set on Flickr.Via Flickr:
Elephant walking. on Flickr.
India. 1992. Not sure what town this is, but a good capture of the chaos. By the time we got to India I was starting to loose a lot of weight and had been sick for weeks. It got worse. I found India hell, with the brief moments of respite, usually when we were in a hotel room, restaurant of taxi. It was impossible to walk anywhere without being followed. You couldn’t sit in a park without being surrounded by people. We even went to a wonderful old Art Deco theatre to watch a film and the four or five people in front of us spent a lot of the film watching us watch the film. Strangely though, once we left, the memory of it became one of the stronger ones of this trip. A rich, wonderful but horribly challenging place to be. I think we were there around 3 weeks and travelled by train and bus from Bombay to Calcutta.
Freedom Fighters and Tourists on Flickr.
India. 1992. Buying a ticket to who knows where. We waited in line for hours, on a row of chairs, shuffling forward every now and again. When we reached the front it much have hit 2pm because the person behind the window just looked at me, got up, and when to lunch.
I particularly like how Tourists back then were lumped in with the handicapped, the old, and, er, Freedom Fighters. But only if we took a personal approach.
By this stage of the one year trip I was starting to loose a lot of weight. I think I’d been ill on and off for a few months, throwing up, having rashes, nausea, headaches and occasional bouts of happiness.
All in all, quiet a good year.
Summer on Flickr.
A really lovely day in London today. Even thou we didn’t feel like going out after a fairly tough week we forced ourselves to. Worth it. We love the ‘wild’ fields of Regent’s Park. Really one of the best big city parks in the world. I’ve taken a shot like this before, but this is with the lovely Sony RX-100. Nice.