Ritornando

Ritornando

If you are self-taught at photography like me you might eventually notice that, over time, you seem to be getting better. It’s not immediately obvious but a look back of old stuff can illicit some eye-rolls and “what was I thinking?”. While doing all...
We Used To Drive To The Castle

We Used To Drive To The Castle

2020 will doubtless spawn any number of opinion pieces and spraff, would be remiss of me not to join in in some fashion. That said, I’m not really trying to make a point. This is simply to record 2020 through more recent eyes rather than let it drift off into a...
I am a student again

I am a student again

My last day as a student was 11th July 1991. Almost 30 years later, I am a student again, this time with the Open University. A few years ago my friend from University, Gordon McNeilly, suddenly and sadly died. Gordon was, in my life, unique. An incredible brain...
Moments of Joy

Moments of Joy

3rd June 1978. I am eight years old. I’m about to watch my first World Cup game live. This was a big enough occasion that exciting things happen. Furniture is moved for optimum viewing, curtains are closed to block out the late summer sun, big game atmosphere...
Sherlock Holmes and the Adventure of the Burning Blood

Sherlock Holmes and the Adventure of the Burning Blood

In July, I was on holiday in Greece. The sun was blue and the world was quiet. I decided to write a Sherlock Holmes story. By the end of the day, I had this. It is far from a good Sherlock Holmes story but I enjoyed writing it. I have massively increased respect for...