Bedtime reading

Occasionally, I'll stop for a split second and suddenly realise the beauty of what I'm looking at.

Terry Pratchett describes it beautifully: "Open your eyes, and then open your eyes again." What you see the second time is what is really there.

It's like taking a mental step back from what you're doing to just admire the beauty of what is happening. Occasionally, such a thing can be caught on camera. The part of me that catches those moments is what I nickname my photographer's eye.

This is my bedtime reading a few days ago, seen through my photographer's eye. This wasn't set up or posed - just a moment of my life, captured.

Port Meadow at dusk

Oxford is the first new place I ever called home. I could talk for hours about what I love in this city; a place of learning, of love, of beauty.

Now that I'm back, I would rather show you one of its gems. Just 10 minutes from the city centre, this is Port Meadow.

When my dad was a student here - almost 40 years ago - the river burst its banks as it so often does, and covered Port Meadow. It then froze, and he and his friends went ice skating.

During my final term of university, I would escape here with friends. We would read Kant, write poetry, and go swimming, daring each other to approach the cows cooling off in the river.

My new home is much closer to the meadow than I ever was as a student. We may be in a flooding area, but the walks along the canal will make it worth it (although perhaps you can ask me again when my bed is surrounded by mud).

New homes offer a world of new opportunities. This one is already full of home comforts.


Le Parisien

Work break. Coming home.

This is an old school friend of mine. An evening of photos, good food and catching up - re-learning my French slang. Paris has always been my favourite place to photograph. It's the city that taught me how.

Coming home does good things for the heart.


It's all about the beard

Laura and Dave.

I met these two in the South of France at a very Franglais wedding last summer. Next summer, they'll be tying the knot - and we met up in London to mark their minus one anniversary.

There may have been some comments exchanged about beard trimming.