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May07

London Photowalk

Posted By Mark on May 7, 2012

Last year we visited America to see my wife's sister and, on Thanksgiving, two of her friends (a married couple) drove down from Virginia (I think) to show us around Washington D.C. That's the sort of nice thing you don't forget in a hurry. Subsequently, when we were told that Michelle – one of the friends – was coming over to little old England (her first visit) on a business trip and that she was coming over a couple of days early so that she could take in a bit of London we jumped at the chance to show her around. Thus it was that on Sunday I, my wife, and her parents took the train up to London and engaged in a meandering walk that took us from Liverpool Street past St Paul's Cathedral, through Farringdon, across to Covent Garden, down to Trafalgar Square (Sikh New Year festival was taking place), back through Covent Garden and the market (a gem of a place for a person with a camera), along the Strand, and back to the hotel to drop off one very jet-lagged, tired, full American visitor. Also: slightly tipsy. There may have been pubs along the route. Naturally, someone – that someone may have been me – also took the opportunity to take a photo or two (or two hundred), some of which are included here. A London photowalk, even if there was only one of me. In album London, Michelle's Visit (130 photos) Google+: View post on...

May07

Pink Boots

Posted By Mark on May 7, 2012

Quick submission for #ShoesMonday curated by +Olga Kafka, +Terry Fabre, +Laura Harding, and +Bernd Schaefers while I continue to confuse myself with the new Flickr uploader after going through the shots taken yesterday in London. Google+: View post on...

May05

Market Man

Posted By Mark on May 5, 2012

After my photographic endeavours in the Bishop's garden (see previous post) yesterday lunchtime I headed back to work via the precinct in Chichester; it was there that I discovered that not only was the market in full swing but there were coachloads of tourists in from the continent. How lucky, I thought, that I should pick today to miss out on all these street photo shots in favour of some plants. I often think things with heavy sarcasm. Swallowing my disappointment I checked the time and realised I could hang around a few minutes and see if anything good caught my eye. Something did – I forget what now – and I lined up to take the shot, only to get that special photographer tingling sensation that tells you someone, somewhere, probably somewhere near, has just done something. I pulled the camera away from my face and glanced to my left where a man had obviously stopped in mid-stride, keen not to step in front of my shot. Ah, a conscientious civilian; I thanked him for his courtesy and indicated that it was fine for him to carry on through. "I didn't want to spoil your shot," he said. "You wouldn't have," I assured him. "What are you taking a photo of?" he asked as he started to walk past. "You," I said, swinging the camera up and catching him with a smile on his face. He laughed. "Me? What for?" "You're interesting." Nice people are always interesting but I didn't tell him he was nice because I've been down that route before and restraining orders aren't half as much fun as they sound. He stopped then and looked around him. "What's this?" he asked. I looked at the market stalls and the people in the market perusing the market stalls, as well as the signs on some of the market stalls that included the word "Market" in their writing. "It's a market," I told him. "Is this a market?" he asked incredulously. I nodded, but I forget exactly which adjective would best complement the action. "Is this always here?" he asked with a high level of astonishment in his voice. "Not always," I said slowly, trying to imagine an eternal market in Chichester. "First and third Friday of the month," I added. "Oh!" he laughed, shook his head in bewilderment, and walked on. Nice guy, I thought. Dim too. #StreetSaturday Google+: View post on...

May05

Around The Garden

Posted By Mark on May 5, 2012

Not mine, of course. If I'd wandered around my garden taking photos then this would be an album of weeds, dirt, and motion-blurred shots where I'd jumped away from something big and scary on a fence panel. This, instead, is the Bishop's garden; being a Bishop he can afford to have pretty flowers in it and lawn and paths and such. What a life! In album Around The Garden (20 photos) Google+: View post on...