This is another prewritten post, so I don’t know who is challenging for the 2018 World Cup. In fact, at this stage (the tournament kicks off in about 3 hours), even Google is unaware:
And you know that if Google doesn’t know, then neither does anyone else.
8 years ago, it was the final of the World Cup in South Africa. And, while it wasn’t held in Cape Town, I still think a quota photo of the stadium is somehow appropriate. After all, one of the semi-finals (I believe there’s one of them happening today?) was held here:
I actually took this in December 2009 – on the night of the draw for the World Cup in South Africa, after a busy night on Long Street.
Google Trips tells me that I am spending the day in London today.
Yes, the train from Paris arrived here yesterday evening, but then it was all about the dash to get down to our hosts’ place after a day of travel.
Today, we get to explore.
Last time we were in The Big Smoke was just 10 months ago on a day trip down from Sheffield. [pics]
The light was awful that day. But perfect if you wanted to get a menacing shot of a Tower of London raven.
It’s also Tynwald Day in the Isle of Man. According to Google Trips, we’ll be popping over there on Saturday morning.
Triangles are my favorite shape:
Three points where two lines meet.
Yep. That’s a triangle. Geometry game on point!
It’s not quite a lighthouse, in that there’s no light and it’s not a house, but I do like this photo I’ve been sent. The marker is placed to warn of a hidden object underwater.
The movement of the water in the foreground, fading towards the horizon, and juxtaposed against the very still, very solid warning marker. Great use of a longer exposure: maybe even as much as a second here?
Really good stuff.
The chances are that we will be doing some fishing when we get over to the Isle of Man. But although we are currently living and traveling on a canal/river (depending on how the journey North has been going) (pre-written post, see?), I’m not too keen to chuck a line over the side here.
Yeah. That talk of fishing was merely an excuse for an arty quota photo of a puffer fish which we found washed ashore on the beach at Suiderstrand. Its remarkable appearance, coupled with some early morning light and the addition of a subtle muted preset or two on Lightroom gave a striking, minimalist image.
Lots of dead stuff washes up on the beach in Agulhas. I don’t think that’s a bad thing, I think it’s just a natural thing. Nothing lasts forever, and when it doesn’t last forever somewhere out at sea, it’s likely that it’s going to end up washed up onto a beach somewhere. When it is washed up on a beach near us, we find it, because we’re observant like that.
Examples of this at Suiderstrand include birds, seals, puffer fish (see above) and – importantly, not seagulls or turtles.
It’s been a great Father’s Day. We skyped my Dad, we did lunch, I sat on the couch and watched the World Cup all afternoon with a beer and a beagle for company.
I hope your day was equally good.
And, because I’m about to enjoy Brazil v Switzerland, here’s a quick quota photo to fill up the gap between yesterday and tomorrow.
Ethereal background, striking, but weird red and white post thing, perfectly positioned crescent moon. Not much to dislike here.
And now, football.