There are always poppies

I don’t suppose anyone would take any notice of my vote for poppies as the national flower. Most people, I suspect would regard them as an emblem of the battlefields of Northern France… Continue reading

Waiting for the wind

No one would doubt that those who elect to take part in the nationally recognised Three Rivers Race are skilful sailors. Anyone who chooses to spend up to 24 hours sailing non-stop on… Continue reading

Borough Market is just mouthwatering

It’s quite a while since I wrote and produced a blog about food. (No I don’t consider the post about a sweet shop as food) Nevertheless, food is something I enjoy greatly. I… Continue reading

Day out

Ever wondered what it might be like at a motorcycle race meeting without the crowds. Imagine being able to wander anywhere round the track (not on it obviously) but near to it as… Continue reading

This is one you must not miss

Last week on a visit to Derbyshire, to renew old acquaintances and to visit places I used to hike round when I was a lad, we ventured in to Bakewell. Friends reminded me… Continue reading

Welcome to the National Tram Museum

I spent ages looking for the Crich Transport Museum. Leaving aside for the moment the fact that they are digging up the roads in every direction from the site (thereby delaying the museum’s… Continue reading

Just looking at shapes

I thought for a change we could simply look at some in-camera shapes. I know all those clever people out there will say “He does it in Photoshop!” Or “I ‘ll bet he… Continue reading

Tiptoe through the tulips .. crowds

I can remember back in 2022, when I was a lad, (don’t you dare laugh) visiting the tulip fields in West Norfolk. It was a wonderful meditative experience (or at least that’s the… Continue reading

Keeping Good Friday

Everyone seems to make a special point of keeping Easter Sunday. Children will tell you about Easter Customs – the Easter Bunny, rolling eggs, chocolate eggs and not being able to go to… Continue reading

It’s not just about climbing trees

There’s a sort of family thing about climbing things. I climbed trees as a boy (and fell out of them…yeh I know accounts for the damage). Our daughter and granddaughter are occasionally to… Continue reading