Sometime last year, I am not sure when since last year has now blended into about three hundred near identical COVID lockdown days, I came across a photography competition. I rarely enter competitions, but this once caught my eye as it is was being run by the lovely people at Fujifilm and there was a chance to win a special edition Fujifilm X100V.

And so the lockdown continues, and I can’t see it being lifted in any significant way for sometime to come. My daily walk takes more or less the same route, with the same cheery wave to the same runner on the opposite side of the same street, at the same time. I always take my camera and have noted a pattern to what I am photographing.

I have been a very bad blogger indeed. I have failed repeatedly to schedule any blog posts whatsoever in the last few months. To make matters worse, I am, at this very moment, committing that terrible blogging sin of typing this post straight into Squarespace. No drafting, no editing, no checking for grammatical or typing errors. This is blogging on the edge. It's risky, but hey, you never know, I may produce blogging gold. Or maybe not. 

Last Monday morning at 0620 you would have found me waiting for the 0640 train to London Waterloo to attend another Light and Land Photography workshop. I had had a moment of indecision in the station car park as to whether I needed my thermal bobble hat. I decided to take it, and believe me if I hadn’t I would have been purchasing yet more emergency head gear. It was so cold, bitterly, biting to the bone, fingertips numb, cold all day long.

It has been a while since the sun has deigned to shine here in the UK. It has been a gloomy horrible start to 2019. Checking the weather last week I was stunned to see actual sunshine forecast. The Delightful Mr F pointed out that this might be the only opportunity to shoot with decent light before April, so off I went to London to work on my Monopoly project.

In a surprising turn of events, I ended up with a day off. I looked at the weather forecast and it was predicting rain. How bad can it be I thought? For goodness sake, I am British, a bit of rain won’t be a problem. How wrong I was Dear Readers. Having arrived at Waterloo Station, I headed down the South Bank and the Heavens opened.

Each year, Fleet, the town in which we currently reside, has a 10k road race. Lots of people take part, some serious runners, some new to running, and some running for charity. This year I decided to go and photograph the event. I do very little in the way of sports photography, so this was an adventure as I had no idea whether I would manage to capture anything reasonable.

On Saturday night I had the privilege to photograph the fantastic Champagne at the Blitz. They are the lovely Sarah, Jenny and Caroline, who sing 1940s and 50s music, as well as modern day tracks in perfect harmony. Go over to their website and listen to some extracts, then buy their CD. It’s brilliant.

Anyway, back to Saturday night. The trio were performing at a charity event for Phyllis Tuckwell Hospice Care. It was packed full with 200 people, many dressed in vintage clothing.