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A Moment of Reflection in Aldershot Military Cemetery Standing solemnly in silent contemplation at the Aldershot Military Cemetery, soaking in the summer sunshine, eternity faces me carved in stone — a reality so far removed from the bravado of war or the romance of its poets that it jolts. The Weight of Memory on a…
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I was going to write a piece — it was going to be brilliant — then I got distracted, and I forgot what I was going to write. The Drinking Problem You see, I’ve been drinking; it’s been a shit year, a shit week, and a shit day, one made all the worse by an…
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Growing old is a painful process, yet I accept it’s far better than the alternative. As they ripen, some grow right-wing. Personally, nothing could be further from the truth, however, I am experiencing an equally unpleasant change of viewpoint. Becoming acutely aware something about me has changed, and it’s both physical and metaphysical. The Moment…
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The Strange Process of Aging Ageing is such a strange process — oddly insidious, it creeps up on you. When I hear on the news that something happened forty years ago, for a second, I think of the Blitz. But of course, that was much further back. Forty years ago was the eighties, not the…
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If, like me, you see photography as fishing in the rivers of light, you won’t be surprised when you catch something unexpected. That’s why I love this shot — it captures the perfect synchronicity of subject, shutter, and scene. A Snapshot of Sarf London A mix of urban culture, street art, and everyday life —…