“Won't need that”, I assertively said to myself, removing my waterproof jacket from my backpack. By the time I hit Sudbourne, there'd been hail, rain, thunder and lightning. Brightened up later, though. The entrance to Captain's Wood Captain's Wood is my NBP (New Best Place). It's classed as Ancient Woodland. I've been there three times …
Month: June 2020
Longest Day Twenty Twenty
Three hours sleep. Moka-made coffee, then camera, tripod, remote, and down to the car. People on the seawall when I get there, the sky already smoothly light, low cloud right on the horizon. It's about ten past four. I had the idea of featuring the groynes as I tried to celebrate this moment, so I …
Conspiracy, reality and love
I wrote this in 2015, pondering on why we keep on trying to make it better... 19/11/15 It's one day to the latest anniversary of the assassination of John F Kennedy. Kennedy's abrupt removal surfaces in Ted Wilson's compelling novel A Very British Ending. It's rather an extraordinary book, not least because it churns a …
Shottisham’s All Creek to Me
We were just up-river from the Waldringfield quay (you know, Nunn's Boatyard where I used to play as a kid), past my Nan and Skipper's house, which is right on the river wall, where Skipper's small fishing boat Steve used to be moored, past the house which used to have a concrete frog on a …
Lowestoft’s Old Swing Bridge
Lowestoft Swing Bridge I've recently been going through a stack of film negatives, photos taken by my grandfather. He died in 1956. I was nine. 'Skipper' was an interesting man. He learnt his engineering skills building railways in Argentina before the First World War. He was in the British army during that conflagration. He helped …