Wild garlic growing by my youngest’s school. I love the smell of it.

📷 #mbApr Day 21

The Cairngorms in early 1989.

For day 21 of the April Photoblogging Challenge: mountain, suggested by David, aka @dejus.

Littlehampton harbour, with gulls.

Day 17: transcendence, suggested by Drew, aka @drewbelf. #mbapr

A rare image of my long-gone fencing days. I’m the one on the right.

Micro adventures at one of our local nature reserves: an afternoon at RSPB Pulborough Brooks.

Birds and trees and bluebells.

A sobering find in my Mum’s negatives. This is the original Old Bridge in Mostar, Bosnia and Herzegovina, taken in 1989. The bridge was destroyed in the Croat-Bosniak war four years later. The bridge there now is a recreation.

The Burnside, Dollar, Scotland, early 1989.

I used to live in fear of doing this. It still makes mes me wince when I see it in a magazine.

Early morning mist over the Adur.

The ruins of Hillfoot House, near Dollar in Scotland. Photographed in 1983.

Even these ruins are gone now, apparently, replaced by a modern new house. My friends and I used to play in and around the ruin as pre-teens.

Mum, March 1983.

Yikes. I need to do better than that.

Well, who doesn’t?

Ah, who can fail to love one of these?

Weekly 7.30am swimming lesson whiteboard wisdom.

A sign of spring.

Super rare night out for me - at the Banff Mountain Film Festival in Brighton.

One of the Dalmatian Pelicans at WWT Arundel.

This duck is stylin’.

Testing out the new coffee shop in town, Clubhouse Coffee.

Here are the small but dedicated band of protestors in their conspiratorial glory.

My paternal Shrove Tuesday duty is done.

Friendly wee chaps.

Evening light at RSPB Pulborough Brooks.