My Fuji X-T20 is six years old this year. It has served me well. But all was not well. I've used it plenty and regularly switch between lenses, and at some point (or points) I've allowed specs of stuff to get on the sensor. Dust? Some of that was there, so I used a squeezy … Continue reading The Born Again Fuji
The UK general election is on July 4th. I will vote. For whom? Not for the Conservative party, although I did vote Tory in 1992 and 1997. They are not a serious political party. They don't deserve to be the opposition, let alone to form a government. In 2015, David Cameron promised a referendum to … Continue reading The Unspeakable Policy
Train travel is all the rage. New/revived sleeper services are springing to life across the continent. There are new glacier train services in Switzerland/Northern Italy. I have my eye on quite a few train trips. It would be madness not to give them a go. As a railwayman,I get fantastic discounts on rail travel across … Continue reading My Waterloo
The frequency of my posts here dwindles further with each passing year. But on my other blog, I post as regularly as I ever did. No more. No less. One post a year. Every January 1st, like clockwork. Or calendarwork. A collection of photos from the previous year, curated according to a strict set of … Continue reading Twenty Twenty Three
I went to the Lightroom in Kings Cross last week to take my seat for the Moonwalkers experience. It was fabulous. Worth the entrance fee? Well, £27 seems a bit steep to me, but I got in half price with my student card so I was happy. It’s an all consuming experience, blasting away at the … Continue reading The Abyss
Today is the one day of the year that I let myself have a little bit of a gloat over other folk dying. Ha ha, you died. I didn't. Because today is the day I hit another birthday, and get to an age that other far more distinguished folk didn't. I've reached 51. Not every … Continue reading I Win: 51st Edition
Once upon a time, in an English class I was giving in Mexico, the students wanted to discuss swear words. Bloody, piss, shit, wank, fuck were duly explained. Eventually someone asked about the worst word in the English language. What does c*nt mean? You just can't say it in civilised society. Even in the movies, … Continue reading Don’t Be A C*nt
The Mexile 