The dream job

It was inevitable, I suppose, that I would, one day, have to start applying my experience to the Day Job instead of just my hours. Instead of just being the go-to-guy for programming, I’d have to take over a more responsible role and help other people to learn the craft and expertise of web development. When I started out 22…

The dream job

A eulogy for my Dad

As I get older, I realize more and more just how long a life actually is. How full of memories and moments one’s life is. It’s so difficult to pack in almost 79 years of a life into the few minutes I have here. It’s already been over four weeks since Dad died, yet it hardly…

A eulogy for my Dad

Basse Ville

I regain a holiday feeling by sitting in an old town square, eating pizza, whilst locals perch on a wall, smoking cigarettes before a little bus arrives and rattles them away. Swifts and martins race through the narrow lanes, far above us, to catch their own dinner. The sun slowly retreats up the old stone buildings surrounding us, and fades abruptly from…

Basse Ville

Not a resolution

We all need people in our lives who raise our standards, remind us of our essential purpose, and challenge us to become the best version of ourselves.

Not a resolution

Live the life you are given

I take photos to document my path through my life. It gives me a good feeling to find a great view and enjoy it, and take it home to look at again in the form of a photograph. I take pleasure in composing and exposing a photo well. It gives me pleasure to go through the process of transforming a…

Live the life you are given

Augen zu und durch

It’s no shock to realize that I’ve been commuting to Bern by car for nearly six years. But what is a shock is that the period of changing from train travel to car travel coincides with the main rise of the smartphone. When I was commuting to Bern between 2008 and the end of 2010, getting through the rush-hour crowds…

Augen zu und durch

Review of 2015

Another year has flown by, and the approaching festivities remind me that it’s time to look back through my photo archive and be astounded once more by all the happy memories of the past twelve months.

Review of 2015

Blogging for myself

A blog is usually started as a place for the author to jot notes and share them with a select few to read; often friends and family. Later, as popularity grows, it’s easy to become drawn into the goal of getting more and more readers and gaining more and more “success”. This sometimes works and sometimes doesn’t. For the individual,…

Blogging for myself

Big old hill

One of the most challenging hikes I've done: up the steep and winding path through the forest from Beatenberg to the summit of the Niederhorn.

Big old hill

Childhood holidays

With hindsight, one of the things which drew me to the home where we now live is how many little details of it are similar to where I spent childhood holidays. Not the mountains, but the sweep of a shore line, the little houses dotted across the hillside, the wild grasses waving in the breeze, the winding lanes, the odd…

Childhood holidays