Day 161, part 2 – Hidden scaffolding

I spotted this image on Brian Micklethwait’s (new) blog – a photo he describes thus:

I mentioned the relatively recent phenomenon of buildings covered in scaffolding, and the scaffolding then being covered with a picture of the building.
Last night, I came across an example of this in the photo-archives, dating from 2013

And here it is:

This isn’t something that I’ve seen much (any?) of in South Africa. It could be that I haven’t been in the right place at the right time, of course. Or it could be that we just don’t do that when historic buildings are being repaired.

Norway, though – definitely. I remember being fooled (from a distance at least) when visiting Bryggen – the old wharf in Bergen – part of which was being renovated.

I mean, now you know it’s there, you can zoom in and have a closer look and yes, there is the temporary false facade. Bingo.
But if I’d shared this image without context, you’d surely never have known that two of those seventeen colourful buildings weren’t genuine.

Go closer (by walking around the harbour to the end of the row) and the requirements of sheer functionality make it rather more obvious:

Somewhere out there, there is a company (in fact, possibly more than one) that manufactures bespoke scaffolding covers like this. They’re probably the same ones who have been making the massive decorative tarpaulins that have been covering the empty seats in football stadiums during lockdown.

It does seem an awfully specific product though. Presumably, when we’re not in the middle of a pandemic or repairing historic buildings once every 100 years, there must be some other use for huge specifically-printed pieces of fabric.

But right now, I can’t think what that might be.

Day 40 – 4 years ago

It was a different world.

We were travelling to Norway on this day 4 years ago. Overnight flights being the vehicle of choice, we arrived tomorrow.

It was an amazing three days. And one day – some way, somehow – we will go back.

It’s unlikely to be today though. And so these photos will have to serve as a gorgeous reminder of those halcyon times.
Please click through and live vicariously through 2016 me.

Bergen by night

My distant love affair with Bergen continues. This time vicariously through one Åse Solvi, who has kindly given me permission to share her image of historic Bryggen and the harbour in the city. 

Beautiful light, beautiful colours, beautiful city (and yes, i know that I live in one of those too).

We had pre-concert drinks in that building front and (almost) centre, which means that this image was taken from high up in the hotel outside which I took this image:

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And the concert itself (now almost four years ago) (argh!) took place just back and left in the castle.

See my photos from that trip here.

Tusen takk, Åse!

Scandi #RBOSS

A (quite literally) horrifying image greeted me as I skipped through Facebook yesterday evening. This was it:

Wasn’t this just another repulsive oversaturation of Ramsey Bay in a desperate attempt to garner Facebook likes for the purposes of self-validation?

Almost.

But no. Imagine my dismay when I noted that this was a sunset in Bergen, Norway (but yes, still repulsively oversaturated probably in a desperate attempt to garner Facebook likes for the purposes of self-validation).

Bergen #RBOSS. Ugh.

I thought that the Norwegians had more taste than to wander down the rather tacky road of faking just how beautiful a beautiful view can be. And much like the Manx (and those of us in Cape Town) they are really spoiled for beautiful views that honestly don’t need ruining just because you feel that you need people to click on a certain part of their screen when looking at them.

Wholly unnecessary.

This rapid dissemination of #RBOSS is hugely concerning. Like the epidemiology of measles through a stupidly unvaccinated population or the ridiculous geographical expansion of Constantia, it’s frankly terrifying and needs to be stopped.

Don’t #RBOSS.

Bergen love

I have waxed lyrical about Bergen several many times on here. And here we go again.
Remember Faded by (Bergen-based producer) Alan Walker? Well, then came the “acoustic version” of that track, documented here.

After that came the follow up, Alone. It featured here, not just because of the jaunty EDM beats within, but also because everyone was on their way to Bergen. Now, there’s an acoustic version of Alone, too.

It’s called Alone (Restrung):

Once again, there is a mad rush with everyone trying to get to Bergen, but this time there’s a FPV shot of some of those individuals (having arrived bang on time, I’ll bet) leaving the local railway station.
And that’s significant in that there’s one of those round, poster billboard things (they must have a real name, but I don’t know what it is) in shot across the road.
That round, poster billboard things is the very one that my partner in crime and I – fuelled by expensive beer, cocktails and whale meat – may have liberated an a-ha concert poster from on our final night in the city.

You’ll want to run through to 2:29 to see it. Or you could just look at this helpfully annotated screenshot below:

Oh, the memories! Such a carefree time of alleged poster borrowing and general liberty. (Sadly, we were cruelly reminded of the crushing reality of our return to South Africa the following morning when we passed a beagle while walking down Kaigaten moments later, but that’s beside the point.)