Photos
The Rail Riders Club was a marketing thing British Rail did back in the 1980s, before it was broken up and privatised. These images are from a meet they held in Edinburgh, back in the late 80s.
Once, a very long time ago, I turned 12.
Captured for posterity, before I recycle them: photo wallets and negative holders from 1980s photo labs.
If you go down to the woods today…
UK Bank Holiday Monday on form: it’s tipping it down.
Good morning from the South Downs.
Wild garlic growing by my youngest’s school. I love the smell of it.
📷 #mbApr Day 21
The Cairngorms in early 1989.
For day 21 of the April Photoblogging Challenge: mountain, suggested by David, aka @dejus.
Littlehampton harbour, with gulls.
A rare image of my long-gone fencing days. I’m the one on the right.
Micro adventures at one of our local nature reserves: an afternoon at RSPB Pulborough Brooks.
Birds and trees and bluebells.
A sobering find in my Mum’s negatives. This is the original Old Bridge in Mostar, Bosnia and Herzegovina, taken in 1989. The bridge was destroyed in the Croat-Bosniak war four years later. The bridge there now is a recreation.
The Burnside, Dollar, Scotland, early 1989.
I used to live in fear of doing this. It still makes mes me wince when I see it in a magazine.
Early morning mist over the Adur.
The ruins of Hillfoot House, near Dollar in Scotland. Photographed in 1983.
Even these ruins are gone now, apparently, replaced by a modern new house. My friends and I used to play in and around the ruin as pre-teens.
Mum, March 1983.
Yikes. I need to do better than that.