Deep in its core my brain is still processing memories of my trip to the UK. It’s piecing together the fragments of conversations, of meals, experiences, fleeing moments and promises made. Three themes are emerging – time with family and friends, gardens... 
When the iPhone was first launched some of the photography fraternity got very sniffy about its legitimacy as a proper camera. After all, no self-respecting photographer would use a phone to take photographs; serious photographers lugged around several kilos of camera... 
A month ago the kitchen garden was dishevelled and in serious need of a sprucing up. Although the warm and wet weather was a nutritious boost to the winter vegetables it was the weeds and wayward seedlings that were growing like crazy. The paths looked almost as... Killing time at Heathrow airport last week I was tempted to treat myself to a Fitbit, the latest gizmo to help you track your lifestyle. I dread to think it may have said about me this week as I repeatedly hit the wall of jet lag with a mighty thud. Seems I... 
A return trip from New Zealand to the UK means you are cocooned in dimly lit aircraft cabins for over 40 hours. After eating and sleeping time you are still left with what can seem like interminable hours to fill. The secret to enjoying rather than enduring long haul... 