Lost. In more ways than one. Found on a hard drive from two years ago. No wind, no noise, no people. Minus 10 degrees and wondering if I was in over my head. Glencoe, Scotland. Good Times.
The Forest
Run
Mr Spielberg can rest easy in his director`s chair, but it`s not bad for an iphone.
Roland`s Tools
At the back of the garden at my father in-laws house is a shed, packed every conceivable tool known to man. Just as he left them. He would be 86 this year.
The River
Same place, same time, same picture. A week apart. When everything is different and the same.
The Emerald Isle
All is not well in the Emerald Isle of Ireland. The power sharing government has collapsed again and the edge of the precipice beckons. This tanker is going to need more than one pair of hands on the tiller. Here`s hoping for a speedy recovery.
A burnt out school room awaiting demolition.
A mural to John Gregg, a senior member of the UDA, shot in 2003.
A service station on the A26 north of Belfast.
Holiday In The Sun
They`re not everyone`s idea of holiday snaps but a week on the Northumbrian Coast brings out the windswept, salty calm in everyone.
Tunes & Tides
On the road up North. A lone piper at Holy Island.
And the harbor at Seahouses.
No Parking
No parking `ere Guv, the ironing board`s got it covered!
Suffolk Sketchbook
Summer in Suffolk. I can think of worse places to be.
