“Why are your photos all rubbish?” asks a friend. Well I wouldn’t say they are ll rubbish, but […]
Bourges
It’s the cooling evening of the afternoon of the gig of the morning that started the night before. […]
Across the tracks and into that mysterious place that we call “Les Marais” – preferable to the rather […]
Camera’s been on the back seat of the car all week – a few clichés of my smalltown […]
Days of rain. Local rivers have burst their banks, the town’s market gardens and allotments are flooded. Growers […]
Grey, sad November. When the rest of the world is shopping for Christmas, in France the shops are […]
« Hey, a guy’s gotta make a living, » I didn’t meet the fish guy, but this is probably what he […]
Another long and lazy hot summer Sunday. This is the last day of this year’s Tour de France, […]
Note for readers – post started on December 30th 2015 and finished on 3rd January 2016. My town […]
In Mid-July, I posted a piece, entitled “Drifting”. The post included some random photos and made the point that […]
