Walking through a dark wood, then see this cute little doll on a fence.
Except I could swear it was staring at me.
Suddenly not so cute, even a little bit evil.

A peaceful place early before thousands of people get there to enjoy the beach.

Why do people sit on rowing machines inside buildings when the real thing is so nice.

Maybe an Albino.

Actually to drive away he presses a button and the van rises to normal height.
I cannot really see the point of it, not unless the button has a good lock.
In which case it will be a good thief deterrent.

This vintage car built before 1905 is on the annual run to Brighton from Hyde Park.
Broken down on Brixton Hill after traveling a few miles.
There are hundreds of cars in the run, plenty travel all the way with no trouble.
I usually get about 800 photos as they go past.

I wonder why she looks so sad on a beautiful sunny day.
Would really like to see her now, 12 years later.

There are no names or inscriptions on the huge stone. some faint pictures of sailing ships scratched into the sides. I have never seen any flowers placed on the grave except for one year a small posy of flowers with a letter in an envelope was left on the top.
I never read the letter, it might have been very personal.
I have a photo of it somewhere.
It is in a corner of the Cemetery, and is a beautiful spot that time of year.

This is how the photo came out of the camera.
The frames before and after were normal.
I did nothing to the photo, whatever happened was done by the camera.
on the right of the image you can see the front bumper.
The left of the image is the boot of the car.
The background looks normal, nothing missing.

I must admit I had a powerful feeling of my stomach being in a tight knot.

I used to get dozens of good photos along this road when there were spring tides.
Hopefully get back there sometime.

If you are really old you will understand the title.

In the winter, I cannot stand closer than 10 foot because it is too hot.

Normally my fires only produce flames and heat.
It must have been sabotaged.

Life for ducklings is grim. So many other animals want to eat them. You will see a mother with 10 or 12 chicks. And as the weeks go by, the numbers keep dropping. Sometimes they all go.

At age 16 on my BSA Gold Star, 500cc single cylinder.
Very close ratio gear box, about 80mph in first gear, 90mph in second gear, 100mph in third gear, speed in fourth varied depending on conditions. I thought I was a very good rider, superb even. By the time I reached 17 years old I realised I was not going to live much longer because of how I rode it.
So I changed to a car. and here I am 62 years later. Sometimes I made good decisions.

My first job, age 15, was in the machine shop at Simmons and Hawkers in Feltham, close to London Airport. They supplied this old bus to take the workers from Wandsworth to Feltham.
Simmons and Hawkers was in Wandsworth for many years before they moved to Feltham.
My father worked there in Wandsworth but did not want to travel when they moved.

On the bank, my parents, my wife and my son.
The river Mole disappeared in 1976, which was a long hot summer, before Global Warming was invented.
This year 2022 it has flowed non stop, not even lower than usual.

One of my favourite photos.
Taken by my wife Brenda.