Currently we have moved to live in a holiday let at St Brelade’s Bay whilst the never ending renovation work…
Taplow station: an unusual encounter
For more than 10 years, Taplow station in Berkshire was my main commuting station. Even though it meant using the…
I do love film…
Digital photographs are so ubiquitous, and so easy to take that the pleasure of taking them has been somewhat reduced.…
More full moon magic
Last night was full moon, and I often try and “do something” for the full moon. On this occasion I…
Arkzo: a magical place
My first visit to the Pamir mountains in Tajikistan was in 1995. My friend Peter Burgess had taken a job…
Straight lines at sunset
One of the things I love about the sunset at St Ouen’s Bay is the horizontality of it: all those…
Why Jersey should stabilise its population
(This is a longer version of a piece I wrote for the JEP, 14/11/20) It is often said that the…
Jersey granite
Since we returned to live in Jersey I have become obsessed with the use of granite in various walls, houses,…
Petit Plémont
Full moon on Friday night, and after some equivocation I decided to spend the night at the Petit Plémont headland.…
Early summer: landscapes of salt and dust
After one of the wettest winters on record, we shifted abruptly into one of the driest spring and early summers…
