From the Tower to St Paul’s Yet another aspect of the art of taking pictures that I am yet to master is the ability not to feel like an utter prat while doing so. A self-confidence thing, I suppose. This time, experiments in clumsily fishing out the camera when everyone else around me is doing… Continue reading Still South, Low Tide
And then time slowed right down. All it takes is a feeling Not even a yearning Just a kindling. A glow you thought you’d quashed years ago. And you tell yourself it’s not as bright as before And I hope for your sake that’s true. Carry it with you. Wear it on your sleeve and… Continue reading Half Moon
South London Before the season turns. Those awkward first green days of autumn, when the air has too much edge for summer, but it’s still warm enough out that I get sweaty in my jumper. Still, I’m glad I made it up here before we lost the trees.