Distant travellers have all returned home, and I miss them already.
Yesterday, I dragged my eldest son David out with me as I went looking for a photo for the day. It was not fruitful, and wasn’t helped by the dismal weather. Drifting rain and a steady breeze made photography challenging. However, while prowling around Petone, we came across the this splendid and well maintained example of a Citroen H van. Can you see why the French refer to it as “Nez de cochon” (pig nose)? They are very rare indeed in New Zealand, and this one is still sporting a British number plate and license sticker. It appears to be set up as a food van of some sort.
In Seaview , at one of the scrap metal yards I was fascinated to see this big hydraulic grab pick up a big steel girder and then with extreme delicacy, use it to sweep the ground clear of extraneous rubbish.
In the evening I had a camera club meeting where everything went wrong. The guest speaker got sick and couldn’t come, and our “Plan B” was scuttled when our laptop computer died. We had an ad hoc discussion on the merits and techniques of creating photobooks. The members seemed to engage so we were lucky. I decided to stretch my luck and in the dark and rain, went back to Seaview. You may get a sense of the weather by the rain sweeping past the lights at the oil terminal.
That’s all for now