December 22nd – I was in lichfield getting cheese and other essentials for the holiday. I started out in daylight that slid slowly into a dark, dark blue dusk.
I came back over Aldershawe and through Chesterfield which felt very festive in the dark.
That choice though, proved to be a little bit of an error, though….
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December 21st – A quick stretch up to Walsall Wood for some errands and to deliver cards. Just time for another shot of St. Johns, whose Christmas tree – donated by the local councillors every year – looks so gorgeous.
A lovely symbol of the season on the first day winding down for Christmas.
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December 20th – At early evening, with the right kind of light and sky, the view of Telford Station, the new footbridge and the skyline of the town look gorgeous and you can actually see what the designer of the new bridge was getting at.
The surfaces and textures are gorgeous.
Shame it’s such a disconnected, dysfunctional shambles, really.
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December 19th – I took a longer visit to the Frankfurt Christmas Market in Birmingham, and had a great hour two pottering around. The relaxed midweek bible allowed me to visit Centenary Square and me and my companion explored long exposure and the Birmingham Eye.
As ever, the light, the atmosphere and weather combined, and it was a great evening.
Just one question: Will they ever finish Paradise Forum?
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December 18th – It had been a long day – into Brum early, mechanical problems with the bike and then back to Darlaston. It was wet but quite warm when I returned to Brownhills: The state of the towpath between Catshill Junction and Brownhills is now so flooded I usually hop back on the High Street at Anchor Bridge.
The pub always looks so welcoming in the dark.
This is always a long, hard week, but the weather and lack of light really are getting to me.
Come on Christmas, I need a break.
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December 18th – On the way to an important breakfast meeting in Brum’s Business District, 7:30am. Half way up Moor Street Queensway, one of my brake pads disintegrates in use.
I had thought the calliper had burst, but luckily, the pad just delaminated.
Nothing for it but to effect a running repair – in rubber gloves on the central reservation. In the rain.
The view was good, though.
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December 17th – By the time I left work and returned to Telford Station, it was raining again.
Not light rain, either, but the torrential kind I’d been caught in the previous Sunday.
At least I had waterproofs this time.
The colours of the rain and dusk were captivating on the cycleway down to the station from Priorslee.
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December 16th – Another wet day, and again the camera stayed most in it’s case. But returning through Walsall Wood, it was nice to see the tree and the old church looking warm and welcoming; there was clearly an event inside.
I’m not a religious man but that did make for a lovely scene on a very dark evening.
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December 14th – I stuff to do in Lichfield on a Saturday afternoon, so left it late to catch the gathering night.
I wasn’t disappointed.
It took me ages to work out what’s special about Lichfield City Centre after dark: It’s the lack of normal streetlights. The lights there are – on buildings, mainly – are verbally low press ion, very yellow sodium which combine with the often far more intense shop lighting to give an illusion that the streets are darker and more suffused than they are.
I notice that Ye Olde City has again been invaded by those bloody creepy, sinister nutcracker figures again. Enough to give a man nightmares.
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December 13th – I’m not a superstitious man, but the day really was grim and full of collision, misfortune and trouble.
I came home from work late, in a foul mood. I only took a handful of shots of Clayhanger Bridge of the overflow. When I got in I expected them to be very poor.
At least something went right.
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