Posts from 2006
More from this series – with Jo, Bruno, Nick and Ilona at Uetliberg and in Zürich over the weekend – in my flickr.com photo stream.
Wonderfully happy memories of flying to Scotland last Christmas, spending time with Jo’s parents and later waking up with my love for our first Christmas Day together, at my parents’ house in England. This shot – a wobbly long-exposure I took using a tripod kindly lent for the evening by Jo’s dad – was taken…
The harbour area of Spiez, taken from the train station. Poet Josef Viktor Widmann (1842–1911) wrote in his book Spaziergänge in den Alpen (Strolls in the Alps) that “the view from Spiez Station is one of the most beautiful in the world“. I’d imagine that the foreground of this view was quite different at the…
Heaven is a warm, cosy home, with sparkling candles, a Christmas tree dusted with (fake) snow, and my love wrapped in a soft blanket with me, watching a good film after eating one of her delicious meals.
A tiny cottage buried in a vineyard near our home in Spiez, which is festooned with fairy lights around Christmas time. One could well imagine that it’d make a lovely little hidey hole, away from the crowds, where one could half expect to meet Annie Hawes and her sister preparing their own wine.
When I see black and white photographs of London at night, I am reminded of when I used to go in to the city from where I lived in England, either to visit friends or just to experience the hustle, bustle and lively atmosphere. I was born in the centre of London and lived there…
Jo is away in Scotland for over two weeks, and I find myself listless. There are lots of things to do, which I’d planned to fill the time while Jo’s not here: preparing photographs, tidying and cleaning, bringing some semblance of order to the piled mess which is my home office desk. Getting those endless…
Photo by Jo’s dad Roy in September, when we visited Männlichen for the day with him and Jo’s mum Pat.
These are the first short video clips I’ve done with the little video camera built into my mobile phone, made specifically to put on my website. I’d love to know what you think of the idea: whether the films themselves are interesting or not is obviously a whole other question! Can you see the films…
We will be married in the late afternoon of Friday, 5th October 2007 at Rosslyn Chapel in Scotland.
I’d not planned all that much about it, though one thing was certain. Some months earlier, it had come to me in a brain-wave. I wanted to ask Jo to marry me by the light of stars and moon, on the banks of the lake in the town where we live.
The café/restaurant at the end of the pier in Bournemouth, taken on a Sunday evening.
As I reached the curve in the road, I saw that the red car was still there, so I decided to pull in and see what all the fuss was about. I’d been past earlier that day, on my way down to Tom’s with the new rope that he needed, and the car had been…
It was a long night last night. The voices didn’t let you sleep much; they never do at the weekend, do they? It must have something to do with the excitement of the end of the week when you were a kid; when you were hustled through the darkness, packed onto a train and met…
I designed Jo’s engagement ring myself and it was made by a goldsmith associated with Rolf Dillmann in Berne. The ring contains two rubies and a diamond on a white gold band in a classic design. The band is slim where it joins the setting and increases in breadth towards the rear of the ring,…
Can you spot the Meads? Despite the rapid rate at which the glacier is shrinking, it’s still a very impressive sight.
According to legend, the first “Devil’s Bridge” was established by the devil himself. The locals of canton Uri, where the bridge stands, were always unsuccessful in their attempts to establish a bridge across the deep gorge. Finally a chief official called out desperately: “Do sell der Tyfel e Brigg bue” (“Let the Devil build a bridge…
Almost every day, without fail by fine weather, this woman walks with her child in a pushchair along the lakeside path opposite my office. Every time, the child is wearing her hair in bunches and a pair of oversized dark sunglasses and they pause on these rocks for the mother to take photographs. The mother…
