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Christmas Day: Progress So Far
My in-laws run Christmas rather differently to the Tinworth clan. At home, all the present opening is done by about 12pm at the latest - and that's a laggardly Christmas.
Here in Bristol? It's nearly 3pm and we've opened precisely one present so far. From my mother-in-law, I have received Poems from Guantanamo: The Detainees Speak. Yup, a book of poems from inmates at Guantanamo Bay. Not quite sure what to make of that…
Anyway, I must go make roast potatoes now.
On The Beach - 1998
I've been putting the scanner through its paces again, this time scanning some film I shot on the beach in Suffolk around October 1998. Here's Mum & Dad, enjoying the, uh, "bracing" conditions:
And I do love the quality of light, and the almost painterly placement of people, in this one:
A Moment of Magic
Sometimes something happens to spark off that Christmas feeling, even in the most difficult of times. As I was walking home from my Christmas bash last night, I came across these carols singers in Trafalgar Square. And finally, it felt like Christmas.
