New day, old lens... working with a fifty year old film lens.

I was lured outside on the last two nights by the promise of the Lyrid meteor shower, a view of Elon Musk's starlink satellite procession and because outside, is, well, outside. I would rather Space X hadn't launched dozens, soon to be hundreds of tiny satellites in to low earth orbit, but then we all... Continue Reading →

When I started this diary, I used the term dislocation because it felt to me that the everyday had become dislocated from the patterns of routine and repetition that had otherwise governed our lives. By the end of a month in 'lockdown' stepping outside the boundaries of the house would now feel something of an... Continue Reading →

How to report a weekend where nothing happens, nothing at home at least, nothing photographable. Although I think Gary Winogrand said something to the opposite of that, arguing 'all things are photographable', and of course camera phones and instagram have proven him correct. Hence the selfie to kick things off, my family are tired of... Continue Reading →

I managed to get out in to the garden this morning before 10am, which felt like a minor victory. Firstly because the swelling on my knee had decreased sufficiently to enable me to step down on to the pathway with a cup of coffee, and secondly because the sun was out and the wind was... Continue Reading →

Missed a few days, took far fewer photographs and nursed a knee that insists on swelling up and providing lots of pain each time I walk on it. Today felt busy, technically I'm on leave and should be away from a computer, but the afternoon was spent engaging with wonderful people, from my old friend,... Continue Reading →

Today we hear of another thousand people losing their lives, Matt Hancock reminds the press conference that these are individuals with family and friends, and then lets us know the Prime Minister is taking short walks in the course of his recovery. This before upbraiding people about their use of PPE, as if it's the... Continue Reading →

Today was the day we decided to cut each other's hair, or to be precise it was the day Dylan suggested to us that having watched our local barber for the past twenty years or so, he was confident he could do a reasonable job. I've learned to trust this belief in his own abilities... Continue Reading →

'...In the last twenty four hours we have a further 5492 cases, the spread is not accelerating and that is good news'.Angela McClean, Govt scientific advisor It's difficult to find good news when we have reached another awful milestone, another day when the recorded deaths increased by the highest total so far, 938 more deaths... Continue Reading →