Christmas

That was that then, White Christmas, we never saw you; just rain.

Hungerford's New Footbridge

Hungerford's footbridge.

Amazing these days to be able to shoot with a compact camera at ISO 12500 and get a passable picture.  Canon Powershot G15, hand held at 1/60th f2.2 .

The New York Times

Received a couple of pdf's of a two page spread I had in The New York  Times last month - very satisfying!

Footbridge at Hungerford

A bit of a late post, but Hungerford's new curvy footbridge over the Kennet and Avon Canal is up and running and a pleasure to use.

Hugerford Footbridge

Hungerford's elegant new footbridge is starting to take shape. Meanwhile crossing the old bridge on foot is even more perilous than before as the remaining footpath is only a foot or so wide.

Poo

The joys of working with autism in the soft play room - watching those little arms rising from the sea of multicoloured plastic balls with a turd in each hand!

Updated Blogger Interface

I've just encountered the new Blogger interface.  All I can ask is "Why?!" (It's no improvement)

Old school

Just found a diary entry from 1986, nearly 20years after I left as a boarder at Lancaster Royal Grammar School.
Visited Lancaster.  What a small town, and on what small scale it is built.  Change was minimal, but it appeared that inertia was the cause, not conservation. The school was deserted, but open. Not a brick had changed, no texture altered.  The same paint on the same door into Ashton House, and I stood looking until I could hear it slam twenty years ago, and feel my own feet leaping up the stone steps and the texture of the red tile floor. I went inside to the smell of muddy rugger boots and dubbin, wash basins and the same hard pink washing soap.  Drove around for a while with a sad feeling, but I know not why.