There was a snail on the fern at the end of my driveway...

Kirstie and Anna



At the (always freezing cold) swings - after "feeding the ducks" -
in Frimley




At Alice Holt

Martin opening for Berkshire U10 against Hampshire

A weekend in the Faroes...




I was divebombed by a (Great?) Skua - just like John Noakes
when he went to Iceland for Blue Peter in 1971

How come I remember this some 36 years later?





It is a stunning place...


Click here to see some one elses better photo

and of course, having been occupied by the British in WWII
they just love Cadbury Dairy Milk:

I even went orienteering - from the village of Gjógv,
(one of the 'controls' was misplaced), the village website says:

"The trip also takes you to the refreshing water spring at Háls - a favoured resting place for the local shepherds. You look down on Ambadal, a beautiful valley all covered in grass except for a single stone, Festirsteinur/Festarsteinur, which, of course, also has its own story..."

Unfortunately I can only find the story in Faeroese.