There are several Victorian era arcades in my area. The nicest one of the lot, in my opinion, is also my local. Filled with coffee shops, restaurants, clothes stores, art galleries, an old newsagent and the smallest cinema in the world. Well, probably the smallest cinema in the world. Continue reading “The Arcade”
Perhaps the anonymous moniker of Mrs P is getting old and in need of a revamp. I liked the turn of phrase that came in Dana’s comment, a post or two ago. Mysterious P is a much better name. Here’s a photo that’s a suitable attachment to the name. Will it stick? Probably not. Mrs P is much easier to write. Continue reading “Mysterious P”
I have so far added 756 photos to my Flickr account in 2017. Some good, many so-so, a few that suck and a handful which I really like. There’s a few days left for more to go up, but I think I have a settled selection of the best of the year. It’s been a good year. We’ve been to Scotland, Spain and India. And within the UK we’ve been to stately homes and castles across the south/south east, punting in Cambridge and Ladies Day at Royal Ascot. It’s Continue reading “Photo of the Year”
I can be sent to work at any of a number of locations. But there’s one I seem to get sent to most. It’s the place furthest from home at the very end of the line. Read into that what you will. But I don’t mind. I enjoy the commute. Continue reading “Paint a Picture”
The last day of this little project. I began to lose steam halfway through. I’m all photo’d out. It’s the last day of my four day holiday and I’m not moving off the sofa. Here’s a snap of my TV. It’s nothing outrageously special, but it’s a 55 inch 4K screen with smart features like BBC iPlayer and Netflix built in. It suits us just fine. But I really want a smaller, more discreet cabinet.
London is a magical place to be at Christmas. To be honest, most cities in Europe and the Americas are magic at Christmas. Apparently, in the US, there’s a War on Christmas. If there is, then I suspect that the ones whining about it and the ones waging it. I suspect Jesus would agree with me. If he existed…
Salisbury is a great place for Christmas shopping. Aside from the extensive ships, there’s a decent Christmas market. And the atmosphere that seems to come naturally to cathedral towns. We passed the former PM Ted Heaths home. He had many merry Christmases here. If what Continue reading “Seven/Five”
I don’t drink tea. Ghastly stuff. I didn’t drink coffee until early 2004, and only then out of laziness. I worked with someone who brewed up on the hour every hour. It just seemed easier to say yes to a cup, than stand up and go get my own drink. I learned to love coffee. If there’s a choice, Starbucks wins every time. Cafe Nero is a close second. Costa Coffee is a distant third. Recently I went green and bought a reusable cup that gets me 25p off whenever I visit Starbucks. Which is quite often. If I’ve not got an early start at Continue reading “Seven/Four”
The old and the new, side by side. Rail franchises change overnight. Changing the branding takes considerably longer. I’m going to stick my neck out and offer a £1 bet to any takers – by the time this franchise is up in seven years time, I’ll still be able to find some sort of branding of the old franchise still on display somewhere.
What you’re looking at there is part of Poole Harbour, a large natural harbour on the south coast. Humans have had settlements here since before the Romans turned up – a 2000 year old log boat has been extracted from its waters. These days it provides sanctuary for the yachts of the wealthy, and for the red squirrels of Brownsea Island.
Seven days. Seven B&W photos. These flats have just recently been built. We were flat hunting when they were going up and I had a look. Love the area. Not so fond of the price.
The view from the window of my train never gets dull. Even when it is dull. One of these days, I’m going to get up early one morning and go have a good walk round here with my camera. Till then, a shot from my iPhone through a mucky window will have to suffice.
I’m almost ready to ditch my iMac as my chief photography processing machine. On the flight back from India, I plugged my SD card into my iPad Mini 4 (via a dongle) and processed the entire collection. It was an easy and pleasant processing experience. But I’d really want a little bit more screen real estate before I gave up my iMac full time. Continue reading “My Photographic Future”
I regularly way over-process photos. I shouldn’t, because I really know better. But I do it anyway. Sometimes, it’s because the screen I’m using isn’t calibrated properly, and whilst the image looks great now, it won’t on any other device. Sometimes, it’s because the image is just a poor image, and a bit of over-processing seems at the time a great way to save it. Instead of delete it, which is what I probably should do. Sometimes, I’m just over enthusiastic, Sometimes, it’s just because I’m lazy and applying a not entirely appropriate preset is just quicker and Continue reading “Fishing Boats”
I’ve not been using my Fuji camera over the last year as much as I might have. There have been quite a number of occasions I’ve left it at home and used my iPhone instead. And why not? The iPhone easily fits in my pocket, which makes it a lot easier to carry around. And it takes a reasonable photo too. Nothing that matches the Fuji’s capabilities, but the Continue reading “The Wrong Camera”