Well today I went for a job interview in Howden in Yorkshire, at the Press Association.
Where is Howden? You ask, good question. Answer: In the middle of nowhere, as I will prove.
Anyways I got the photograpy bug again going to and fro, so here’s my day in pictures:
Here’s the beautiful countryside going through Congleton.
The very old fashioned town of Huddersfield, the old school brick work is superb.
The scenic moors, sadly they have a dark secret buried in them from the Moors murders. In a strange way, this makes them more mystical.
Here’s the road I had to walk down (the endless road) to get to the tiny town of Howden, after I arrived at the tiny train station.
Here’s the pub attached to the train station in Howden, it is only open 4 days a week and for 10 hours a day.
Now this one probably hasn’t come out the way I wanted it to, but the sun was just setting over the moors in Stalybridge, and it looked beautiful so I got snappy.
Anyways I should hear about the job in the next few days, but after 6 hours of train journeys I am getting away from the comp for the night.
Until something interesting happens, here’s my song of the day: