I just didn’t want to be a big brave boy
“Let’s go down to the seaside.” Was what was said! Clearly I wasn’t expecting to wear my Bermuda shorts, my Snoopy tee shirt and a kiss-me-quick hat, after all it is January; but… Continue reading
“Let’s go down to the seaside.” Was what was said! Clearly I wasn’t expecting to wear my Bermuda shorts, my Snoopy tee shirt and a kiss-me-quick hat, after all it is January; but… Continue reading
It’s not very often that I managed a whole day with a camera, but just recently I had this idea that I wanted to produce some monochrome images of trees. At this time… Continue reading
I love the tourist books about Norwich, which have large glossy pictures of the cathedral and the castle, views from Mousehold Heath and lovely summer scenes with the trees in leaf and boats… Continue reading
Today we dispensed with our Christmas tree. It arrived about a week before the festival and after much difficulty “owwwing” and “I can’t see you ing” it was squeezed through the front door… Continue reading