 Left to right. My father Victor John in RAF. Tom a Commando. Henry Ack Ack gunner. Bill to young for war. |
 Possibly my Great Great Grandparents. Surname possibly Stocker. |
 My Great great grandparents on my mothers side. |
 My mum holding me. My two sisters standing. |
 My grandparents, my mums mother and father. with my mums brother. |
 The man on the, right standing, with arms folded is my Uncle Fred in Germany at the end of WW2. |
 Driving past Diana. Not been there since MR died. |
 My Vandel shoes, exact copy of the shoes The Bentley Boys wore. |
 The Alien body snatchers are here. |
 Personalised number plates. |
 Me and Norrie in the sea in The Solent, late in the year. |
 Norrie and JVC in the freezing cold sea, almost got hypothermia |
 JVC and Norrie his best friend |
 Me with my 686 |
 Langdon Cliffs car park close to Dover. Really great views from here. |
 Me and my mum, outside the room I was born in, in 1944. The first time we had been back. |
 Me shooting a .44 magnum revolver. |
 The Sweeney walking past my house, I was looking out of the upstairs window. |
 My Grandad William Cooper holding the horse, the shop was owned by his brother. |
 Outside in sunshine |
 Portsmouth |
 Waiting for global warming |
 Maybe little people live here |
 On HMS Warrior in Portsmouth |
 Not my van, but I had one just like it |
 Reflection in dark matter |
 Box Hill. The line is where the river Mole flooded to. |
 Sir Richard Burton explorer is in here with his wife. |
 Outside somewhere |
 Never argue with your wife, trust me |
 Ham house. Free beer. Not a bottle, a container the size of a thimble. |
 Southampton. |
 Shells |
 Portsmouth Harbour |
 Loch Earn in Scotland |
 My first Photographic win |
 My friend Norries grave, I miss her very much |
 Simmons and Hawkers, my first job here aged 15 |
 Me in the middle 65 years ago |
 No traffic riding the roads of Cambridge |
 Me riding the roads of Cambridge |
 I dont need stepping stones |
 Jvc the clockwork man hard at work |
 JVC walking along the river bed when the river has gone |