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Stamps, Coins and Old Labels
Most of the Mercado Central in Valencia sells food. This stall sold stamps pinned to a board, trays of enamel pins, old banknotes and coins under glass, and a row of faded rum, vermouth and brandy labels along the front. Such a collection of some unusual items and all sorts of things.
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Inspecting the Goods
At the Friday market in Bantry the second-hand traders were out in the car park, past the food stalls, with their stock laid out on the tarmac. So much stuff to look at and some bargains to be found if you looked hard enough.
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One Boot Down
A woman on a pale bike stopped in the square outside the Mercat Central in Valencia, looking back at something behind me.
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Market Day Companion
A woman and her dog. She was listening to her phone, while her dog sat on her lap.
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The Look
The man in the checked shirt turned round and looked straight at the camera as I walked past. It was a hip shot. I don’t think he knew he was the subject of my photo.
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The Long White Museum
The Museu de les Ciències in Valencia is a spectacular sight. Santiago Calatrava’s building goes on for a long way, a row of white concrete ribs and arches with a wide flight of steps at one end.
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Cash Point Companion
Two people were taking out cash but the doggy was keeping an eye on the crowds walking past, and probably looking for other dogs as they were a common sight on the streets of Valencia.
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The Puddle Mirror
A puddle covered most of the floor of the car park at the Kingsley Hotel and luckily no cars drove through it while I had my camera down low by the water’s edge. I love how this came out.
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Last Light on Shandon
I stopped at the corner of Cattle Market Avenue as the evening sun dropped behind the rooftops. The street was already in shade. What light was left fell on Shandon’s tower, clock and gold salmon included, and on a Lidl Connect billboard on the wall beside me. A lovely evening to be out in Cork…
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The Roar and the Indifference
Today started early with a drive to Killarney before sunrise. I got there a few minutes after 7:30am and in the cold donned wellies and wrapped up well. Soon the world started to brighten and sooner still I regretted wearing wellies instead of my comfortable runners. The deer were elusive most of the day but…
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Flamenco by Appointment
On a team meetup in Madrid in 2017, a group of us went to see flamenco dancing at Cardamomo. The dancer spun fast enough to blur, with two guitarists, a singer and two men clapping behind. I’m not sure what I expected, but it didn’t move me. The reviews are glowing, though. Every seat I…
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No Parking, Plenty of Moorings
Walk down the road from Man Friday in Kinsale, and you’ll come to a fork in the road with lots of boats on the water beyond.