Random blipping

My daily attempts to find something to blip has meant I have an awful lot of photographs that no-one is every likely to see. In order to somewhat rectify that, I am going to devote this (and maybe more in the future) post to a few of my second favourites that didn’t quite make the blipping heights.

This first one is of the escalators going up from the Jubilee line at Canary Wharf.

Canary Wharf, Jubilee Line

This was back on October 13, the day before Mirinda flew to Oz. I went to the flat before meeting her and thought this looked interesting but ended up using a photo of some windows in an office building. I still rather like this shot, particularly the big image of the woman in the poster on the left.

This next one is in Farnham Park, of course, early November. I thought these two trees looked like the bigger one was protecting the smaller. It sort of looked rather maternal to me.

The Tree of Love and Protection

Of course, it could just be me. I blipped a photograph of a broken plastic fork and managed to get a five star rating for it! It’s all very odd. I guess my wit and strange way of looking at life helps rather than hinders in the strange world of blipping.

During most of November, when the weather permitted, I wandered around Farnham taking photos for Mirinda, who was missing home. As I stood at the crossroads of East, South & West Streets, this leapt out at me. I think it’s all the signs but I also like the Royal Deer scroll.

Royal Deer, Farnham

I’m not sure what the Royal Deer was or when it was but it’s a realo now.

When the skating rink is installed at the Natural History Museum each year, a sort of fairground atmosphere is created with lots of stalls and a carousel. It all gets very busy and full of kids. This is at lunchtime, before the after work families arrive.

Carousel outside the Natural History Museum

Of course I was then off to Australia and my photographs changed a bit. This is a piece of a big turbine at the model railway at Nambour, just down the (very steep) hill from dad’s hospital bed. I thought it looked quite dramatic.

Bit of a big engine, Nambour

For anyone interested, it’s actually part of the number 3 crushing engine from the Moreton Mill. It was used from 1926 to 1981 after which it was replaced by a bigger, more powerful engine. I wanted to blip this because it looked quite dramatic and powerful but, this was the day I caught the guy paddling on his surfboard at Caloundra. This was an image I just HAD to blip.

The final photograph I’m going to bore you with is from Caloundra, just up from the Powerboat Club. I was so close to blipping this one but I wasn’t happy with the line of the dock across the top. It would have been better had I crouched a little lower so it was obscured by the submerged bench.

Bench in the sand

Still, the bench is what I was after. In fact, with a bit of judicial cropping and lighting, it could have looked like this.

Cropped bench

Although this achieves the best bit of the bench, you can’t get away from the dock! Back to a normal post tomorrow.

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Tonight we’re off to Truffles Restaurant at the Grange Hotel in Alton for our anniversary dinner. No, not our wedding anniversary. It is the anniversary of our arrival here in the UK. It was 13 years ago. We’d normally go to St John’s but they were booked out so we decided to try a restaurant that Mirinda’s been dying to try for ages.