Three hundred and sixty five pictures

Marwah Studios

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Wed, 24 Oct 2012 06:07:00 +0000

So, the gallery on the device has the picture the thought way round, but blogger doesn't and there's no option to edit it. Annoying.

One hundred and thirty-eight: flotsam and jetsam

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Wed, 28 Dec 2011 16:52:00 +0000

One hundred and thirty-eight: flotsam and jetsam, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

On a wild and windy day at Salford Quays

One hundred and thirty-seven: paper dragon

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Wed, 28 Dec 2011 16:49:00 +0000

Bought in London at Muji, and now living on top of the television set.

One hundred and thirty-six: ruined landscape

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Wed, 28 Dec 2011 16:49:00 +0000

Ruined landscape, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

This is what happens when you roast a sticky-glazed prime rib in a cheap roasting tin, and then try to use caustic soda to get rid of the sticky baked on goop. Needless to say, the pan is ruined.

One hundred and thirty-five: sky

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 16:49:00 +0000

One hundred and thirty-five: sky, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

Dubai International airport again. Sigh.

One hundred and thirty-three: mushrooms

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 16:48:00 +0000

One hundred and thirty-three: mushrooms, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

From what I would call the muti market, in Guangzhou. The market where the stalls sell all sorts of things that could be food, could be medicine, could be magic. Could be anything at all

One hundred and thirty-two: a plumber when you need one

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 16:48:00 +0000

One hundred and thirty-two: a plumber when you need one, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

With all his tools, as well

One hundred and thirty-one: Litchies

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 16:47:00 +0000

One hundred and thirty-one: Litchies, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

One hundred and thirty: shandong pancake

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 16:47:00 +0000

One hundred and thirty: shandong pancake, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

These are incredible, crispy pancakes filled with veggie things and this tangy, spicy sauce. He makes them in front of you, from his little stand at the campus gates, and they cost all of 3RMB, about 25p. Yum

One hundred and twenty-nine: sky

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 16:47:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-nine: sky, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

One hundred and twenty-eght: windows

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 19:20:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-six: windows, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

At the Victoria and Albert museum.

One hundred and twenty-seven: faces

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 19:20:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-six: faces, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

This is a wall of mediaeval carved faces in the V & A, all gazing at the opposite wall.

One hundred and twenty-six: alien

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 19:19:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-five: alien, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

I have always been fascinated by this glass object that hangs in the main atrium of the Victoria and Albert Museum in London. I don't know much about it, but it is so weird and compelling that I can't resist. It wasn't this dark - I was tryig to catch the flare of light around the sides of it.

One hundred and twenty-five: picture-in-picture

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 19:18:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-four: picture-in-picture, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

This is a picture of a picture by David Goldblatt of Strijdom Square in Pretoria, now known as something else. JG Strijdom was one of the several people credited with being the "father of apartheid", and this square in central Pretoria was one of the many examples of an architectural style that can only be described as 'brute Afrikaner'. When we were kids we spent some time in this square, being as it was, close to where we had speech lessons (do kids still take speech lessons - learning how to recite poetry and read?), and I remember waiting here many times for Elizabeth's class to finish so we could go home.

I also remember my mother being very entertained by the fact that one year after rag week a group of students had planted empty beer bottles in Strijdom's ears.

At some point in the late nineties, the parkade under Strijdom Square collapsed, sending old JG's head plummeting into the depths. A more fitting end I cannot imagine.

One hundred and twenty-four: newsroom

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 19:18:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-three: newsroom, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

Well, so much for the paperless office. This is the desk of an unidentified reporter, and well, it looks like many other reporters' desks that I've seen over the years. I am an anomaly in that I can usually see my keyboard, mouse and phone, and can even find a place for my coffee cup.

One hundred and twenty-three: Holland Park

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 19:17:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-two: Holland Park, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

Holland Park is one of London's many parks, and one of my favourite. It's not hugely touristy, not being close to major attractions, or famous in and of itself, so it tends to have people just kind of hanging out, exercising, picnicking, playing frisbee, just doing stuff. It's a great place to people-watch, in fact.

One hundred and twenty-two: ummmm, ok

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 19:16:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty-one: ummmm, ok, a photo by meganknight on Flickr.

This is the unlikely sight that greets visitors to the office of both The Independent newspaper (as well as its sister publication, "i" and the London Evening Standard), along with The Daily Mail (and Metro). That's the esteemed Lord Northcliffe under the fountain, the man who invented the tabloid newspaper, and that's a couch shaped like a giant pair of lips.

OK.

One hundred and twenty-one: hamentaschen

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 30 May 2011 14:14:00 +0000

One hundred and twenty: hamentaschen, originally uploaded by meganknight.

I'm baking today. It's a bank holiday, and tomorrow there is a three-hour-long academic meeting. Way back when, I promised my colleagues that if they distrubuted my survey request to all of their former students, I would bake them cookies for this meeting. I don't know whether they have done that, but since then I've also had to deal with the chaos of getting people to double-mark sixty project modules, and while it is part of everyone's job, I do feel like I've been asking favours of people, so I figured I'd bake cookies. These are hamentashcen, which I love, although filled with plum jam, not poppyseeds, this time.

One hundred and twenty: couch surfing

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Mon, 30 May 2011 14:13:00 +0000

One hundred and nineteen: couch surfing, originally uploaded by meganknight.

There is a discussion going on among friends of mine about cats on the backs of couches (yes, I know, we have such intellectual and high-brow conversations), and well, this is my contribution: Giles on the back of the couch.

One hundred and nineteen: homeward bound

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Thu, 26 May 2011 20:16:00 +0000

One hundred and eighteen: homeward bound, originally uploaded by meganknight.

These geese on the King's Staithe in York have such an air of purpose to them: marching off home after a hard days' paddling, I like to imagine.

One hundred and eighteen: classic

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Thu, 26 May 2011 20:14:00 +0000

One hundred and seventeen: classic, originally uploaded by meganknight.

This is the river Ouze, in York, and a more classic scene of English river tranquility you could not imagine.

One hundred and seventeen: waves

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Thu, 26 May 2011 20:14:00 +0000

One hundred and sixteen: waves, originally uploaded by meganknight.

This is actually the roof of York railway station. I love the Victorians' ways with iron, glass and brickwork, and the grand sweep of the rail lines into York is reflected in the sweep of the roof, which curves round, like a shell.

One hundred and sixteen: futility

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Thu, 26 May 2011 20:02:00 +0000

One hundred and fifteen: futility, originally uploaded by meganknight.

When the solar panels went up on campus (there are two of them) people cracked lots of jokes about the futility of trying to make electricity from sunlight in the [supposedly] wettest place in England. I like them, though, they add a certain eerie sci-fi feel to the place, moving as they do, to follow the sun, or the place where the sun should be.

One hundred and fifteen: zombie apocalypse

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Thu, 26 May 2011 20:02:00 +0000

One hundred and fourteen: zombie apocalypse, originally uploaded by meganknight.

Another phone pic, this one explaining why the university bookshop has closed. It's appropriate, as far as I'm concerned: a university without a bookshop being one of the harbingers of the apocalypse.

One hundred and fourteen: Stickers

noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous) — Sat, 21 May 2011 21:00:00 +0000

One hundred and thirteen: Stickers, originally uploaded by meganknight.

The sticker in the middle originally said "why not hang a fascist from this lamppost?" It's been there a while, and I've wondered about it a lot. Recently, someone scratched out "a fascist" very clearly and deliberately, later, someone added the sticker for the Manchester Ant-Fascist alliance. I don't think the Gohar Shahi poster has anything to do with either of these things, though.

It's all quite odd, especially since the original sticker predates the English Defense League march in Preston earlier this year.