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Image taken at night of the Tower Bridge, London.

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London was absolutely miserable the whole of last week! At least it didn’t snow over the weekend. As I type this it is -3 degrees Celsius in London. The whole of last week snowed and it was apparently the worst November in at least 60 years, and the past tense of ‘snow’ is not ‘snew’.

I have been in this country for 4 years now and this November has been absolutely brutal! I remember going on site visits to open lands in Hounslow, London last November wearing just a shirt and a jumper. I was fully covered the last few days when I used to go out. I am generally resistant to the cold in London having spent most of my time in Newcastle which is arguably the coldest part in England, however I found London very cold this winter – God protect the poor buggers in Newcastle!

Here are a few pictures I took when my hands were so cold that they were burning! Yes, a sensation felt only by those who have lived in extreme winters. By ‘extreme’ I mean cold European winters, not the ones at the poles. Poles meaning, north and south – just in case.

Not the best photographs, but I like to use my blog as a sort of palimpsest where I record information for my own reminiscence later on. Hope you find them interesting too!


Outside my room window on 30.11. 2010. The roads are usually deserted, but the main roads may have been blocked due to the weather – hence the traffic


At the park near my house.

That’s me going back to my childhood. Three ways I can die :

1. Of hypothermia.
2. The weather beaten rope loosing tension and tearing and my head hitting the rock solid ice at least five feet below.
3. The three trunks converging at a point and plunging me to my death, it’s mathematically impossible that the trunks itself will hit me though.

Of course I didn’t die. Yet.

Oh, Graeme Swann just wrapped up the Australians in Adelaide and England lead the Ashes 1-0.

Today was such a useful and proactive day. I had a very interesting workshop all day which helped to train us to be facilitators for an event which myself and a few others are planning on having. The great RD was in attendance too, not only was he there but he also gave me a birthday present – Chinaman, by Shehan Karunathilaka. Very kind of RD indeed.

The sun set by about 4.13pm tonight and the wintry chill was very much in action, however I had decided last night that I would go around St. Paul’s cathedral and take some night images, the first time I am really getting to use my new camera.

So I went after the training session we had, got off at Bank tube station and took the Central line in the opposite direction to go to St.Paul’s, alighted at St.Paul’s and started clicking away. I walked along the Thames all the way from the Millennium bridge to Tower bridge – it was quite chilly and by the time I reached Tower hill tube station my hands were literally numb and insensitive from the cold.

Here are some of the photos I took of St.Paul’s Cathedral and The Millennium bridge.


St.Pauls Cathedral

St.Paul’s Cathedral and The Millennium Bridge

Hope you like the photographs!

Have a great week!

Stone at the exhibition collection at the Roman Baths, Bath.

Image explaining the stone, which dates back to the first century ad, when Britain was under the Romans.

Of course, my pseudonym, Aufidius is not based on the Aufidius featured in this post. Rather, it’s based on Tullus Aufidius, a character in Shakespeare’s Coriolanus. I played Aufidius at the Shakespeare Drama Competitions for College a few years ago.

Coriolanus the film is currently being produced with Gerard Butler as Aufidius.

I have been rather occupied with a lot of things, including moving house. Just settling in and I hope to post more images of my trip to Bath.

Enjoy the rest of your week!

I went to the Epping festival at Epping Forest today with some good friends from work.

Epping Forest is a five thousand acre forest in greater London. In addition to many other things, the forest boasts of a five hundred year old hunter’s lodge, built in 1543 which was used by Queen Elizabeth I when she went to the forest to hunt stags. I worked on a conservation project in the forest and drew up some of the drawings and elevations. Inspite of doing some work on it I had never been to site, it was nice to see drawings which I played a certain part in come to life on site.

There were many events on display today as is mentioned in this page here. I have many photographs which I will upload later, where I have photos which reflect the behaviour of a caterpillar on vodka and photos of horses on a chariot race.

In the meantime enjoy this photograph.

Contrary to initial perception this is not a snake in my friends hand, rather it is what’s called a ‘slow worm’ (Anguis fragilis). According to the guy at the stall, it is a kind of lizard with no legs. Also in the picture is a child ready to excrete in his pants at the site of the lizard and what we were doing.

Have a great week all!

Picture of some good friends of mine from work, on top of Carfax tower in Oxford. Please read related full post here.

180 deg panoramic image of St John’s College, University of Oxford. Best viewed large, view large version here.

I have been rather uninspired lately; even when I do something that may make a worthy photograph I have been reluctant to make the effort to capture it. I would one day like to call myself a photographer, I say this not in a pretentious show of modesty expecting compliments which would contradict what I said – but I think I am still learning.

There was a time when by my standards, I could conjure up a good  image out of a usually inharmonious setting, (again by my standards), but as of late I have been rather reluctant to take photographs. I have gone through phases; there was a time when I used to be fascinated by macros, then portraits, emotions and black and whites and so on. As it is now, I seem not to be in a phase and that is rather alarming to me. I hope I get out of my blocks soon and start clicking away very soon. I have a trip to Oxford this Sunday, hopefully that will open the flood gates.

I am a bit of a perfectionist and that works a lot against me, I take six to seven pictures of the same image intent just to get it right, sometimes I am unsatisfied with all my images and I never upload them. Few weeks later I see them and I think, damn these are actually alright! They should’ve been uploaded!

I took this image in one of my uninspired, aggressive and forceful moods when I thought I must do something!

There’s an amazing co-relation between my state of mind and my photographs. My photographs are best when I am happy & relaxed and when I am not however much I try even if I am given the best camera in the world with the perfect environmental setting it occurs that the photographs I have taken aren’t the best. Not to suggest that I am having an emotional low these past weeks, thankfully not at all – but I have been rather exhausted with a lot of work and serious decisions to make, and that possibly is having an implication on my photography – which for me is a form of my expression.

Here’s hoping I’ll back to being my usual self and being a bit unlike me and letting go of this seemingly inherent want to have everything perfect to the most minute detail! I start work only tomorrow this week. Good week all!

The weather in London these past few days has been gorgeous.  It has been very hot and today reached 30 degrees Celsius! Exploiting the long daylight, (sunset today was at 8.59 pm, no really) I went to the local cemetery and just started clicking away.

I had the odd look from bystanders which clearly had the word weirdo written in their eyes when they were looking at me, but then in here, no one gives a tosh.

There were some flowers which had grown near good ole George Barnabas’s tombstone (d 1813), not sure if he felt me lurking around his grave trying to take photographs. I managed to get a few and an unexpected ladybird in one of the flowers too.

They looked alright in the camera, but then again it was way too sunny and glary for me to look clearly enough. Turns out the pictures aren’t as good as I hoped they would be.

Hope you like them!

Barnabas’s neighbours’ grave. (Neighbour in the cemetery i.e.)

The ladybird.

A closer look at the little fellow.

Solitary pear on my desk. Taken in one of the many all nighters I spent in the library, such meaningless things are usually what helps us studnet types to fight the gloomy monotony that enshrouds us when we work to a deadline.