Posts about Life
Farewell to the four-wheeled tripod
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Over 150,00km after buying it, we say goodbye to our “four-wheeled tripod”.
Review of 2014
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A blessed year of travel, fun, new and re-discovered sights, and plenty of sore legs.
Blogging for myself
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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
Walking and walking and walking
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A need for weight loss, a need for fitness and a desire for reaching less accessible photo viewpoints means that I am walking further and higher than my lazy twenty-something self would’ve imagined.
Big old hill
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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.
Childhood holidays
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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,…
An unwanted friendship
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If you had a friend who cheated, abused your trust and did everything in order to profit himself, how would you react?
F is for Festival
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The latest in a alphabetic series on aspects of my life: this time, the letter F is inspired by this weekend’s Glastonbury Festival.
Review of 2013
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With surprising alacrity, it’s time to flick back through my digital album as we approach the end of 2013, and the end of another year behind the camera. Here are a few highlights; a larger set is on Flickr. My favourite memory of 2013, embodied in the lead photo of this blog post (above) is
Far Too Early
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It feels as though you’ve only just closed your eyes, when the alarm clock buzzes its way into your consciousness. Through the darkness, the numerals flash at you irritably as if they, too, are annoyed at being called into service so early. The rest of the room is lit dimly and intermittently with the red
The Three Stages
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It was a hard start to the day, racing up the hill for the train in the dark, panting and wheezing as you crashed into your seat amongst yawning students, causing a woman opposite to enquire after your health. You assured her that you neglected to pack your health, before settling back into the seat
In Four Days
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You’ve been on the road since early this morning. Starting your journey with bleary eyes and an awful coffee, you watch light arrive over the fields and distant peaks as you speed westwards. Your luggage is settled onto the rack across the gangway and a book, your place marked with an ancient visiting card, is
G is for Golf
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Before photography and the internet, golf was the major hobby in my life for many years, in all its forms.
E is for Efficiency
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The simplest solution is rarely the simplest solution.
Six (and nine) years on
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If it weren’t for the fact that I have a lovely, daily reminder, it would be difficult to believe that it’s been nine years since I first met Jo in person. We’d started exchanging e-mails ten months earlier and I visited her and her parents in Scotland in October 2004, since when we’ve been together.
“Aareböötle”
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I took part in our company day out yesterday, when we went down the river Aare from Schwellenmätteli in Bern, beneath the towering heights of Bern’s old city, to Eymatt, on the north western edge of the city suburbs. Although it sounds like a city-centre trip, the area around the river in and near Bern
