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Haste ye back.

And so I was.  Back in Scotland after nearly 20 months, It felt quite surreal at first. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it but then it dawned on me. It was the sky you see. It was blue and the sun, well it shone brightly for three days. Torridon has long been a favourite, and seeing it like this I felt at times like Scotland was tormenting me with its beauty and its absence from my life.

I went up the usuals, Alligin, Eighe and Liathach(eek!). Perfect visibility in all directions. I could move back here I thought, this is amazing. And then on the last day the rain poured, just to remind me of what it’s really like for the other  362 days of the year.

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Posted in Highland Wanderings., Taking The Camera For A Walk

A Shearing Holiday

 

 

I took these photo’s over 5 years ago and they’ve never really seen the light of day. I kind of forgot about them. It was the annual sheep shearing on the estate I worked, on the Isle of Mull. The owner to save himself a bit of cash (he was always saving cash) used to do it himself. He also roped  ‘the old enough to know better’ farmer  into it . As you can imagine it was quite chaotic…….

 

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Posted in Isle Of Mull, Photo Mission

A Pheasant Day Out

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It was the last shoot of the season so I tagged along. I Set out with no agenda, just to record. I hadn’t done a documentary project for quite a while, in fact the last time being on the Isle of Mull. The annual sheep  torture shearing being the occasion then. I’ll stick those on next, it was quite an event.

I was however a little apprehensive this time because I’m not the shooting type (waves hippy flag) . Watching a pheasant get shot then drop out of the sky isn’t something I particularly enjoy but then I do I eat meat. I also used to fish on Mull and have caught some enormous pollock, wincing as I bludgeoned them to death. So I’d be a hypocrite to condemn it. I guess what I’m trying to say is I just didnt want to see it.

You see the pheasant’s around here have an easy time of it, being free to roam and are well fed. They have an idyllic life. It’s a short life admittedly but for a while they seem to have fun… Until the shooting season starts of course.

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Posted in Photo Mission

Comes A Time

 

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Posted in Uncategorized

It’s Hip To Be Square

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Whilst rummaging around in boxes (as you do) I came across an old compact I hadn’t used for over six years. I switched it on and was rather surprised the battery was still fully charged !!

I was going to the beach later so I stuck it in my pocket and put it on square format for a change of view.

 

 

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Billy walked into Broadstair’s 30 years ago from Margate whilst on holiday. He fell in love with the place and came back every year until 3 years ago when he finally moved here. In his earlier years Billy was a member of the national front and a hell’s angel, he then met an Iranian girl and all that changed. Last November he was diagnosed with lung and liver cancer.

‘Be lucky to see the end of 2017’. He mused.

He now plans to sell everything –  buy a dirt bike and ride it around the coast of Britain.

‘It’ll be my last hurrah.’  He says as we part company.

 

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Posted in Taking The Camera For A Walk, Uncategorized

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It’s fair to say there’s not a lot going on here. I’m not finding the move south overly inspiring on the photography front, or any other front come to think of it. But I’m making money and we all need money, right?

Maybe I should get a new hobby or a pet and stop complaining.

 

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Posted in Uncategorized

The Unforgiven

 

 

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I’ve been to some weird places in my time but Dungeness takes the biscuit. The site of Britain’s only desert also has a nuclear power station plopped in the middle of it.What makes it even odder is the scattering of shacks and rotting boats nestled underneath it. One of these glorified sheds sold for £300,000 recently (!). I don’t think it was this one though..

 

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Posted in Photo Mission Tagged |

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Posted in Uncategorized

Wye Go Home

 

 

 

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Afew years ago I left my mothers house and turned left out of the front door, I walked down to the river wye and followed it into the depths of Wales and to it’s source. This time I turned right, arriving in Chepstow and its terminus three days later. Cow parsley and wild garlic (yum) took it in turns lining the route as did  stinging nettles (yuk) that left my legs fizzing for days afterwards.

 

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