Peevish
101 uses for a macro lens Number 53: capturing the look of extreme disapprobation in the eye of a mute swan, when he realises that the thing you’re holding isn’t edible. By the way, if you’re thinking that “peevish” is … Continued
I belong to a photography group called Stratford Clicks – it’s not the conventional sort of photo club, with regular meetings and competitions, but more of a loose support group for camera addicts. Every now and then though there are … Continued
I’ve had another catch-up day, and have finally managed to finish processing my photos from the Complete Walk: if you don’t know me on Facebook, but would like to take a look, the album is here. I’ve also Dropboxed some … Continued
I’ve been playing catch-up for much of today, trying to get back on top of things that should have been done at the weekend or yesterday; but I did go into Stratford with R at lunch time to run errands … Continued
I was lucky enough today to be part of a great blipmeet in Warwick, organised by sdg92. Despite me having lived in the area for over twenty years, Steve managed to take us to two fascinating places I’ve never visited … Continued
The Bachmen were confident that The Slattern wouldn’t notice if they helped themselves to a couple of her diamonds and sold them on eBay, in order to top up the tea and biscuits fund. I’ve spent much of today sitting … Continued
When R went to London to do The Complete Walk yesterday he ended up having a somewhat torrid time: they were having technical difficulties with some of the big screens, and not all of the films were showing. Child One … Continued
Today I braved part of Stratford-upon-Avon’s Shakespeare 400 celebration. Or “Hell on a Stick” as I prefer to think of it. I don’t really care for crowds. No, sorry – I’ll come in again. I don’t care for crowds at … Continued
It’s not a mystery to me, but I have a feeling it’s not all that common and I’m wondering if anyone else knows what it is? No prizes for guessing, sadly – just the glory of being right. The bizarre … Continued
“Oh good grief!” said Eristalis pertinax, throwing up his tiny paws in despair, “It’s just too difficult! I’ll be here till Christmas trying to sort out which of these Tiny Tuesday entries I like best…” After a good night’s sleep … Continued