Saturday, 22 November 2014

4000 words


When I trawl through my photos looking for something hiding in amongst the thousands of others, I am forced to stop every now and then and revisit an image which takes me back in time. This award-winning one above (nominated by me) reminds me of a Peter Tinniswood or Nick Warburton play.


I love this trailer, parked up next to my stone-supplier by - presumably - a potato merchant. The same merchant is probably lobbying the government health police to get around to designating the humble potato as one of our five a day.


Like another view of Mount Fuji, here's the old Falcon and chicken shot again. I obviously cannot resist a good photo opportunity, no matter how many times it presents itself.

On the rare occasions that H.I. or me hunt for a particular old photo from the piles of prints in bags, boxes or containers, we suddenly realise that about three hours have been passed in pondering pictures of her aged 20 or 13, her daughter aged 3 or 15, or me with dark hair.

I have sepia prints of the grandparents I never knew with their parents - complete with an Aspidistra to once side of the photographer's studio, and marvel at how close to the Victorian age we really are.

In one way it is great that digital photography allows us to take so many pictures and I no longer duck as I walk past a tourist in the street taking a shot, but in another it has made us all a lot more careless - all those bloody selfies, or pictures of untouched restaurant meals. If I have to see Kim Kardashian's arse one more time...

Yesterday's post was an exercise in talking to the blind, but today's is - for me - picture heavy, though I know I could never compete with many of you, even if I did own an expensive camera.

I have an acquaintance (I could not call him a friend) who told me he was not in the slightest bit interested in looking at my 'holiday snaps' when I tried to show him the recently discovered, ancient and magnificent cisterns beneath the streets of old Istanbul. He is mean spirited about most things anyway, which is why I could never count him as a friend.

I love looking at people's holiday snaps, no matter how crappy they are - just so long as they don't hand them to me one by one or edit them. I will decide how long I want to look at something, thank you.

That coat is just about to come out again, but the hat... is not quite right...




22 comments:

  1. I love the first one....is that you and your wife?

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    1. Oops, nevermind...closer inspection reveals those are likely two ladies in the photo.

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    2. I'll let that one pass this time.

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    3. ... and I'll try and keep it from H.I.

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  2. People often ask me if I would like to look around their house; I always reply 'NO'. I would reply the same if asked about other people's holiday snaps I'm afraid.

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    1. I feel the same way about house inspections, unless they are like the Tudor one just bought by a client. After a trip round that, I want to move in.

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    2. That would have to be an exception!

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    3. Yes, but Fox-Talbot bores the shit out of me.

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  3. Agree about the hat, but adore the coat.

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    1. The coat was one of the best clothes buys I ever made. Shame about the hat, but I'll find one at some point.

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    1. It looks like a blanket off a bath chair.

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    2. Your description was better than the photo.

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    3. Why am I getting up your nose so much these days?

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  5. I like your coat and, I like your hat …… I see that you have a couple more hats to choose from behind you on the sofa but, I know that you haven't yet found your perfect Basil Rathbone hat yet.
    ….. I like looking round houses { old ones } and, I like looking at other peoples photos. I love that first photograph ….. it makes me think of Alan Bennett. XXXX

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    1. That's true as well, Jack@. I think the handbag is a good touch.

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  6. I like that coat - a hat in the colour of your jumper might match very nicely - and till you found it: a scarf in that dark colour might create peace between Glencheck and the salt and pepper hat.

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    1. Thank you. Britta. I knew I could rely on you for the cryptological slant.

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  7. I love the coat...but maybe a different hat.
    My husband's brother and his wife came to visit last summer. He showed me pictures of their recent trip to Ireland......one...by...one....by...one...by...one........
    I finally had to excuse myself.

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