Wednesday September 28 was a beautiful and unseasonably warm day in Belfast, a sort of celestial tease about the summer that didn’t happen (again). Anyhow, my camera was doing a war dance in its bag and needed a trip to town, so I decided to give myself a little exercise in street photography. The object was simple. I gave myself one hour exactly to capture anything of interest, just walking around the city centre. For those of you familiar with the geography, I started at the City Hall, Donegal Place, around Castle Place to Corn Market and out along High Street to the fountains by Custom House Square. The whole exercise took forty seven minutes.
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Barely visible in the distance, a plane heads out from the city airport as the Autumn leaves frame the City Hall.
Check the temperature on the big screen as the hi tech citizens click and text in the sunshine.
So near but yet so far; and spot the paparazzi in the background !!!
Cool groom sits it out.
Dad on hand to tie a loose bow for this little one.
Some people like to know exactly how far they walk every day.
Future star with a colourful background.
This lens man is reluctant to let go of his shopping bag as he adopts a rather undignified pose. Shake that ass Albert.
Headline to make us cringe.
Friendly spot for a caffeine boost. Great coffee !!
On the fiddle.
Belfast Telegraph seller with a friend. Cosmo City.
It’s twenty one degrees and this poor soul is dressed for surviving on the streets. Seemingly invisible, she incongruously reads a glossy magazine as the crowds drift by.
More stars in the making.
The heat seems to have got to these two young ladies, as their mothers probably will when they get home.
So there you have it. Less than an hour of a stroll through the city and a life is revealed through the lens that’s often filtered out as we go about our daily lives.

















