10 Feb


I completed a tender for a development agency yesterday. Shouldn’t have said I would do it, wasn’t really up to it. However with the help of my Dutch partners we got it sorted and I got some satisfaction from a job well done. Hope we get the job.

Got some films I’d shot over the Nov-Dec months back yesterday. Urgh, they’re grim. Remind me not to take indoor portraits in winter. They’re a few good ones but the rest will be a work of miracles for Photoshop to recover. I like to use the Ilford d&p service but they don’t offer scanning as well so I tried another service, and they’re obviously just not so good. Back to Ilford and scan the negs myself I think.

Not been able to play GuildWars all week. Matt has and is umpteen level, but I am going to treat myself to a few hours later today. Off to Malta next week to plan the BESTUFS conference, weather looks to be pretty poor there, but what the hell, it’s a break..

Did all my expenses, wow. I really mustn’t let them pile up, that’s my money I am lending to the EU, I really must get my claims in promptly.

Ann finishes work on the 17th Feb 2006. She is employed until the 7th April but they don’t need anyone anymore so they’re all allowed home. She’s starting to find time to look at what she wants for a career, but we all still have days when the physical and mental stress of Leesa’s death are too much. Today isn’t one fortunately.

30 Jan

I went out and bought Guild Wars on Thursday, which was a bad day for me, just to try and immerse myself in another world. It worked and I have discovered so many of my friends also play it, so we have been able to play it online together. However it didn’t stop me going utterly numb on Thursday night, neither happy no sad, utterly null. Ann pulled me out of it and I started to improve. I completely tidied up and cleaned my study on Friday, which was good. Saturday night some old friends came round and kept us fed and distracted all night. They did good.
On Sunday we went and buried Leesa’s ashes at the church she was married at. I didn’t want to have all the grief back but it was a fitting spot and I suspect I’ll feel good when I visit her there. Monday, today, I started working again. I was going to be in Newcastle today but my offside wheel bearing has gone so my car is in the garage.

24 Jan

It’s Leesa’s funeral tomorrow. I am doing the eulogy. I have a splitting headache today and my earache is still rendering me deaf. Wish me luck.

19 Jan

Sorry to have been confused, we have been so busy with police, coroners, vicars, funeral directors, family, friends and neighbours that my wife and I have got home about 9pm each night and then still had to write up notes, scan pictures, transcribe hymns, ring people and so on.

16 Jan

My daugher died in a car accident on Friday night. She leaves two children and a husband. I don’t even need to tell you that this is a terrible time and one which I don’t intend to blog my way through. I’ll talk again when we reach something closer to normality.

10 Jan

My chair..At home i have a perfectly functional chair, in fact a bloody nice chair for 100 quid at MFI. But at work… This is the draft of an email I never sent my boss about the chair, basically ‘cos he’d already said I could have a new one..

“I think I misled you re the chair, it isn’t a chair, it is a steel bird table with some tattered brown rags which may have been covering, or possibly dead birds, draped over it. This has been amusing mounted on four non-spheroidal examples of stress fractured plastic and aluminium that a joker might describe as wheels but a realist would describe as knackered.. It aspires to being crap, and misses it by a long way..”

10 Jan

I have read and been distressed by the way that photographers have been increasingly harassed or marginalised in society recently. The pages of AP resound with tales of injustice and woe. I agree and sympathise with nearly all, but recent events have led me to consider the quote from Matthew 7:3 “And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?”.

I have always enjoyed the classic cameras articles by Ivor Matanle and yet have never managed to visit a camera fair. So, recently, I got up early on a Sunday morning and drove some little way to one. How pleasant! Lots of lovely old cameras, some new ones, a good few boxes of cheap book and a demonstration of a printing technique I’d not seen before. I was most happy and thought I’d snap a few pics for my blog website, as I have often done at gaming convetions, computer fairs and other such events.

No sooner than I had taken 3 picture than I was approached by the (very charning and apologetic) organiser who said that the traders were complaining and would I desist from taking pictures without permission…. Needless to say I complied, they were well within their rights, and it was foolish of me to confuse a photographic gathering with a market place; nonetheless the irony was quite picquant!

05 Jan

I have been bothered with obscene nuisance calls over the last month. It all started when a bloke rang me and before I knew it I was in a conversation with a crank caller about being last in the phone book. I grew up being crank called (what with being last in the phone book) and I mistakenly thought that he was reasonably okay and wouldn’t trouble me again. Big mistake. He has been rining me on and off over the festive season making every more obscene calls. Even though I can hear his mates in the background laughing it does unsettle me and my wife. We’ve had to warn my son since he has moved from ringing my office phone to ringing the house phone. Oddly he has always managed to ring when I am not able to answer, so I now have a large collection of his calls on the answering service. I have talked to my phone service provider, but short of changing number they have little to offer. I am reluctant to waste police time over it, I just hope he loses interest.

It does me make me far more reluctant to share my thoughts on the Internet. It makes one a little edgy and paranoid.