The Dolphin and Anchor
While sitting in the sunshine (which was doing a singularly unimpressive job at compensating for the chilly wind) and having a chat (okay: moan) about work I couldn't help but notice two girls on a bench nearby. That's right: I notice girls. Anyway, in this particular case the girls were taking it in turns to wander around and take a photo using their phones before returning to the bench to show off the results; daffodils were shot, views down the street were shot, signs were shot, and – as caught here (and as witnessed curiously by someone popping out for a cigarette) – part of the pub opposite them was shot. People at lunchtime in public taking shots of things that interest them? That's just so weird. Google+: View post on...
Through The Square Window
The last sight I usually see at the end of my lunchtime is this window just above the entrance to the building in which I work. Today, that particular window was occupied by the shoulder, arm, and head of our resident infrastructure/hardware guy (I forget the exact job title but I'm almost certain that's not it). It would be unfair to say that every little thing he configures fails in some new and exciting way each and every time but, on the other hand, it would be fair to say that I'm struggling to think of an occasion when it hasn't. Submitted for #WindowWednesday curated by +Simon Kitcher, +Jules Hunter, +Jason Kowing, +Cheryl Cooper, and +Martin OBER. Google+: View post on...
Checking The Form
It's the start of a big week of horse racing at Cheltenham so it wasn't particularly surprising to see a punter checking out the form in the paper today. Here's hoping he had more luck than me. Stupid donkeys. Google+: View post on...
Pickpocket
They don't call Chichester the pickpocketing capital of the northern hemisphere for nothing and today I managed to capture a prime example as this girl brazenly sidled up to a man in the precinct and attempted to relieve him of his prized collection of handkerchiefs. Fortunately for him, the girl was an amateur – relying on the distractive qualities of her leggings over any sleight-of-hand skill – and he detected her nefarious activity almost immediately; you can see from the shot I caught that he is a split-second away from throwing her to the floor and then performing an enthusiastic body slam as a means of street justice. It's the only language these curs understand. Google+: View post on...
Monopod
There's nothing worse than finding a bench outside the Cathedral on which you can enjoy your lunch with a beautiful view and some warming rays from the sun, only to realise that you've left the sandwiches back at the office. Still, one should never underestimate the ingenuity of Chichester's workers and it was with some pleasure that I witnessed a woman eat her own leg today. I've spared you the most grisly of the shots and decided to only upload this one which features the woman in question just finishing up her impromptu meal. Submitted for #MonopodMonday which doesn't actually exist. Google+: View post on...
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