Charlton lido: Spring swimming has arrived

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The winter swimming season is over and Spring is here. The first warm evening of the year coincided with a late opening at Charlton Lido and I managed to squeeze in a swim before dinner (fueled – as recommended by all the top sports nutritionists – by a white Magnum, eaten in the garden straight after work). The Good Times Are Here (if we ignore this govt, Trump, climate change, etc, etc).

It’s been an odd winter for swimming: never particularly cold, but it did seem to drag on for a long time. I’d trade any amount of 8 or 9 degrees grey weather for a just-above-freezing frosty and bright swim; there have been many more days of the former than the latter this year.

But we’re here now in May, and Charlton Lido has got through a winter with reasonably decent opening hours and – presumably – enough custom to keep going (despite their almost non-existent efforts at promotion and customer communication). Here’s to Spring and Summer swimming.

Now playing: Bill Evans ‘Peace Piece’

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This came on in the middle of a randomly-selected jazz ‘mixtape’ on Mixcloud I was listening to on headphones at work, and stopped me in my tracks. I know I’ve heard it before (not least because it’s been used on film and tv soundtracks many times – I also suspect I have a copy of Everybody Digs Bill Evans in MP3 format in a folder somewhere in the great mess of my electronic music collection), but yesterday for whatever reason it stopped time for a few minutes.

Interviewed (in typically painful style) by Jools Holland on Later… last week, Paul Simon talked about his father saying that musicians need to learn an awful lot even to become mediocre musicians. To somehow bridge the gap between my mediocre pub musicianship and the playing of a Bill Evans or similar is beyond my comprehension.

Brighter Later: Durham

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Back from the framers’ with a print bought from Brian David Stevens from his Brighter Later series. For this series of diptychs, Stevens circumnavigated the British coast taking shots looking out to see. Having bought the excellent photobook (published by Tartaruga) I decided I wanted a print, in particular of the Durham shots. Is it my favourite because of the way it looks, or because that’s where I grew up? Who cares.

I recommend taking the time to explore Brian’s other work, in particular his latest series exploring Beachy Head – sad and beautiful images.

Down by the river: from Hungerford bridge; April 2016

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On a brighter-than-expected day last week (my 40th birthday, as it happens), we walked down from Soho in the mid-afternoon – after lunch at Tapas Brindisa and a record-buying splurge in the fantastic Sounds of the Universe – and across Hungerford bridge to get the train home from Waterloo. The clouds were billowing over the Thames, the sunlight glinting off the stone and concrete of Waterloo Bridge and the Southbank centre; London looking freshened up after a stretched-out grey winter.

Earlier in the day we’d been to the Paul Strand exhibition at the V&A, which I’d highly recommend to anyone with even a passing interest in photography or 20th century art. Definitely worth visiting for any photographer who worries about veering from ‘their’ style: Strand changed his approach significantly a number of times through his life (one constant being his exquisite printing).

With the Strand exhibition at the V&A and the Martin Parr-curated Strange & Familiar at the Barbican, London has at least two big photographic exhibitions on at the moment, both of which would reward multiple visits. There’s more to come, too, with the National Portrait Gallery’s Willam Eggleston portraits show later in the year – let me know if you’ve seen any other photography exhibitions that are worth a look!

Now reading: Raymond Chandler

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At the back of my mind I thought I’d read some of Raymond Chandler’s novels when I was much younger. A flurry of reading recommendations on Twitter made me think again, and it turned out…I hadn’t. (I suspect it was probably Truman Capote that I’d actually read).

So now I’m on my fourth Philip Marlowe novel since the start of April (in chronological order, of course), and am enjoying them immensely – all the description and sentence construction, and even the convoluted and implausible plotting. I think I should probably have a break after The Lady In The Lake to give myself some chance of differentiating the individual stories in my head in future and – intrigued by the idea raised in the Backlisted podcast embedded above (well worth a listen) that Chandler may have had the same English teacher at Dulwich College as PG Wodehouse – I may revisit some Wodehouse (who I definitely have read in the past). But where to start?

Recommendations for revisiting PG Wodehouse would be warmly welcomed in the comments below…Then I guess I should check whether I really have read any Truman Capote.

Glassblowing demonstration at the National Glass Centre, Sunderland; April 2016

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An afternoon at the National Glass Centre in Sunderland. Recommended. 

All shots taken on a Fuji x100t then cropped (severely) and processed in the Enlight app on iPhone while waiting for my daughter to go to sleep. All of which is a way of saying, “I have no idea what these will look like on a proper screen”.

Whitstable beach: groynes, oyster beds, sea forts and wind turbines

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Low, low tide at Whitstable beach on Easter Sunday morning; the sky changing every few seconds as the weather hurtled by (though not as quickly as it did 12 hours later when Storm Katie arrived). A photo snatched as I followed my daughter as she cycled along the sea front. I suspect she’s only a few weeks away from getting the confidence to cycle at speeds which will make it harder for me to follow on foot taking photos as I go.