Wandering around London, killing time between meetings.

Up in Manchester on an install

After doing some work in Manchester, the boys from the Freedom2 Chichester offices managed a detour via a village called Baslow in Derbyshire. I wonder how that happened? Could they be dropping someone off in Nottingham on the way instead of taking him back to work?

The Garden Café furnished us with coffees and some fine omelettes - although I had scrambled eggs and salmon on toast, Bob had another omelette instead of pudding - and then we had a relaxing walk along the Derwent. Well, it beats working.

Wanting to try out my new camera properly, I volunteered to travel from the south coast of England up to Dumfries in Scotland - a round trip of around 16 hours - just to install one computer. So, the plan was two days of travelling, an hour or so of installing, and the best part of a day photographing. However, as the server ended up taking from 10am to about 4:30pm due to network problems, the following were taken during an extended lunch break while I was trying to figure out what the hell was going wrong...

As the new camera has not only a 10x optical zoom (the same as a good pair of binoculars, and better than my 8x25 binoculars I carry in my backpack) but also lots of new settings for taking landscapes, portraits, action shots, night shots etc., it might look like there are a number of near-duplicate pictures as I play around with the settings. There are also a lot of photographs of birds on a river...

Just a few pics in and around Chichester.  Plenty of the Cathedral including trying to find the best setting to capture the sunset.

I'm standing on London Bridge, but the picture is of Tower Bridge. Although, typing "London Bridge" into Google maps shows the one in Arizona, which legend has it was bought mistaken for Tower Bridge...

On Saturday 20th(?) January 2001 the weather was very clear (and so quite cold), but after doing the weekly shop decided I couldn't miss this opportunity and decided to walk to Fishbourne from Chichester. Perhaps going in my flying jacket and trainers was a little inadvisable after all the rain we'd had in previous months - although there hadn't been much rain in recent days, the fields were still completely saturated with water and early optimistic sod-hopping (jumping from tuft of grass to tuft of grass to try and stay out of the water) soon gave way to trudging along with wet and muddy feet. I think it was well worth it in the end though.