A work meeting for 11:30 in the morning is called off because someone’s sick (get well soon Ann Marie x). So what to do? Shall I fill in the time before my next appointment at 2 in the afternoon with other work or shall I go for a walk in the early spring sunshine? Easy choice, I put my boots on and set off.
So I walk in that general direction, with detours.
Days and sudden spare time like this don’t occur so often that they can be ignored. Living, as I still do, with the attitude of what would I choose to do if I had a year left to live? For all of 2014 I wrote a series of blog posts about this and it quietly changed my life. Read my main conclusions here if you like.
Two in the end dry days on the run? Sky maybe not broken then? I set off with my camera for another wander around. No random bus to North Liverpool this time, in fact Sarah gives me a lift into town, where Dig Vinyl in Bold Street is seriously investigated.
Not one of Bold Street’s more celebrated independents, perhaps, but much liked by me anyway.
When I used to make films this late afternoon light where the descending sun shines brightly behind you was always perfect for filming outdoor scenes and places. You’d only get an hour or so of it before dusk would set. So every moment would be valuable.
After a week of working and going round being opinionated it’s good to have a day off on a Saturday. Especially when the sun’s out. So around mid-day I put my boots on and head out, to see where my feet and my camera will take me in the few precious hours before the early winter sun sets again.
Down the hill and round the corner onto Smithdown.