H is for Hiking
The long, long progression from being a teenager with a stitch to being a forty-something with a passion for walking.
The A to Z of Mark
Pieces I have written on various aspects of my life, which I began writing in June 2013.
H is for Hiking
G is for Golf
Before photography and the internet, golf was the major hobby in my life for many years, in all its forms.
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F is for Festival
The latest in a alphabetic series on aspects of my life: this time, the letter F is inspired by this weekend's Glastonbury Festival.
E is for Efficiency
The simplest solution is rarely the simplest solution.
D is for Darkroom
(This is one in a series of essays I’m writing about my life. A specific kind of autobiography, I guess. The rest of these essays are here.) “It was amazing to watch him in the darkroom at an advanced age, still get excited when the results were pleasing. He still struggled like we all do in the darkroom and he…
C is for Car
(This is one in a series of essays I’m writing about my life. A specific kind of autobiography, I guess. The rest of these essays are here.) “Man sits in car; dribes.” Judging by this early statement from my childhood, I’ve always been a driver. Whether it was the little red plastic Beetle pedal…
B is for Blog
(This is one in a series of essays I’m writing about my life. A specific kind of autobiography, I guess. The rest of these essays are here.) I used to work in the post room at the head office of a national dairy company in England. Due to the nature of the job and the…
A is for Ausländer
(This is one in a series of essays I’m writing about my life. A specific kind of autobiography, I guess. The rest of these essays are here.) My first visit to Switzerland was on holiday over a decade ago, when I was a little jaded by life in the south of England. Although I’d been taking photos for a number…