Two photos from my one and only skiing trip which was to Tignes.
I enjoyed the skiing and the apres skiing but could never quite get into the sport. I don't like resorts and don't like being surrounded by people on holiday so I channelled my energies into other interests.
The mountains are at their most beautiful when alone.
Looking Over My Shoulder
Saturday 12 December 2015
Thursday 10 December 2015
Film 24
More from Belize. A sunset and a boy that I photographed on one of the Cays. I'd have a smile like his if I lived there too.
Sunday 6 December 2015
Film 23
One of my early forays into black and white photography. My first niece (now about to finish her training as a doctor) and a couple of shots of the Lloyd's building.
Saturday 5 December 2015
Film 22
A mixed bag in this post.
Somewhere in Scotland taken during a mountain biking trip.
A piranha which was originally a present from my grandmother when I was about 7 years old and which I still have.
The Royal Palace in Madrid
My grandmother.
A cactus
and a shot of the botanical gardens in Madrid.
Friday 4 December 2015
Thursday 3 December 2015
Wednesday 2 December 2015
Film 19
A walking holiday in the Polish Tatras sometime in the mid 90s.
All I remember is that is was a cold June, I got snowed into a mountain hut with some welders from Gdansk and I climbed Mt Rysy.
I've always wanted to go back to Poland.
All I remember is that is was a cold June, I got snowed into a mountain hut with some welders from Gdansk and I climbed Mt Rysy.
I've always wanted to go back to Poland.
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