My knees creaked and my muscles ached as I bent down for the hundreth time to dig up a stray weed from the garden. But I comforted myself that it was only a matter of hours before I could leave it all behind for a few days. The menagerie, house and garden would be... You’d almost think someone had installed a gallery outside my kitchen window tonight. Something special for me to look at whilst I did the washing up. A true student of photography would have anticipated such a view after a bright sunny day but I’ve been... There is something hypnotic about the unfurling fern frond. The way it springs into life and creates something larger and more complex than you’d think possible. This time of year is perfect for fueling one of my photographic addictions. To me it is one of... With over 5,000 pictures of Fortnum and Mason on the stocks you’d think I’d have enough to be going on with. I think you are probably right but that won’t stop them being my primary models and partners in photography experimentation. When the sun... I’ve long been an admired of stained glass. From the days of seeking amusement during the ritualistic Sunday Church Services when I was a boarder at school to exploring buildings at home and abroad. There is something deeply mystical about the way the light... 