Day 64 – 365 / March 5th 2015 Yet again, I return to my beloved Bradford City for today’s “365” image. As the club prepare for our first FA Cup Quarter Final since 1976, they have called on every fan to display a City scarf before the match on Daturday. The aim is to turn…
Day 63 – 365
Day 63 – 365 / March 4th 2015 Today’s “365” project image is of Lockwood Viaduct near Huddersfield and was taken while I was on site removing graphics from a clients office windows. The location is Lockwood Park, currently the home of Huddersfield Rugby Union Football Club. Lockwood Viaduct was built across the Holme Valley…
Day 62 – 365
Day 62 – 365 / March 3rd 2015 Don’t ask me why, but we have two house bricks that are encased in fabric that is shaped like a cat. I don’t really like them. However, they serve their purpose rather well and are quite fine doorstops. It would seem that Elphie The Mini Schnauzer Puppy…
Day 61 – 365
Day 61 – 365 / March 2nd 2015 Possibly not the most interesting image in my “365” project but I think it tells you a little about me. You can just make out a stack of books in the right hand side – my bedside cabinet currently has eleven books that I am waiting to…
Day 60 – 365
Day 60 – 365 / March 1st 2015 I quite like badges and military insignia. Especially those of the U.S. Armed forces. So, when we were in Washington a few years back, I bought these from the gift shop at Arlington National Cemetery. They are only 22mm in diameter but have excellent detail. I have…
Day 59 – 365
Day 59 – 365 / February 28th 2015 “You durt-teey ‘ol man!” I make absolutely no apologies for clearly stating that my favourite comedy series of all time is the classic and wonderful “Steptoe And Son”. Today’s image in my ongoing project is of a photo signed by Alan Simpson and Ray Galton. For those…
Day 58 – 365
Day 58 – 365 / February 27th 2015 This is a hole in a wall. It was taken in a farm building where I was intending to work applying graphics to a clients van. Unfortunately for me, the entrance was too low for the van to fit under and I had to to the van…
Day 57 – 365
Day 57 – 365 / February 26th 2015 I rather like tape measures. My family will testify to this fact. But, in my defence, I do use a tape measure every day in my job and need them readily to hand. In fact I have a few of them in different sizes, lengths and varying…
Day 56 – 365
Day 56 – 365 / February 25th 2015 Another image taken while walking the mutts. Right smack in the middle of the single track road that goes through the cemetery lay this poor little frog. He was dead – well, it is a cemetery after all! Surprisingly, when I came upon him (or was he…
LR#26: “A Line Of Blood” by Ben McPherson
An intense, psychological thriller; a gripping and absorbing debut from an exciting new British author. Alex and his son, eleven year old Max, find their next-door neighbour dead in his bathtub. The suspected suicide soon turns into a murder investigation as the police turn their interest towards Millicent, Alex’s wife. How well did Millicent really…
Day 55 – 365
Day 55 – 365 / February 24th 2015 This day in 2013; a day I never forget. Take one major domestic cup final (League Cup) and add one top class football venue (Wembley), then add one Premier League side (Swansea City) costing millions of pounds. Finally add one fourth tier football team (my beloved Bradford…
Day 54 – 365
Day 54 – 365 / February 23rd 2015 Spring is springing. Despite the perishing cold of today my bulbs are looking natty. I look forward to seeing their full majesty in due course.
Day 53 – 365
Day 53 – 365 / February 22nd 2015 I was lucky, I only spent a little over two hours in an online queue to get tickets for my beloved Bradford City’s first FA Cup Quarter Final tie in 39 years. Other fans waited 3, 4, 5, 6 and, in a few cases, up to 9…
Day 52 – 365
Day 52 – 365 / February 21st 2015 This is Elphie The Puppy Mini Schnauzer after she had her very first trim. You cannot see the whole effect as she is laid down, but here is her face. After being very furry for weeks she can now see clearly as her eyes aren’t hidden behind…
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