Visitor to Ambleside April 13, 2009

“Hey what a great discovery – didnt know your work before – its inspiring – and as people have said a ‘National Treasure’ “Kevin Ryan (Photographer), 13 April

What it means to be English April 23, 2009

England to me remains that dream place – a place I would dream of – where on any given Saturday outside of high summer, one would soon bump into a football match, seemingly of some importance, certainly of some attraction. Though not in the popcorn way. The football match appears earthy and yet original, in touch with our deepest senses and deeply rewarding even if as with most supporters, one is wandering home hardly ever winning anything. Cue “You’ll Never Walk Alone”. The thrill of football in this country grows stronger, not weaker, for me. Not sure if St.George’s Day really amounts to anything much, for me.

Every Man For Each Other April 24, 2009

It was St.Georges Day. A man, dressed in the England football shirt, read his paper. I read mine. I ate. He drank a beer. He then started staring into space, his back to the bay window and the light. Eventually he got up, to return with another beer. He drank and stared into space. Eventually he placed the beer half-drunk to one side, almost out of reach. And stared.

I’d seen him in here before, with wife and child, she persuading him of his worth whilst the child played and crossed his lap for hers.

Why don’t you just go home – to your wife I felt like saying. Your loving wife, your family.

I can see it’s going to be a case of EVERY MAN FOR EACH OTHER , from now on.