Misty Mountain Hop

Half term holiday and Big Ears is allowed a day out treat. I usually suggest a zoo, I like zoos, but this time I fancied a bit of gazing at the scenery so I said what about the British Camp in the Malvern Hills. It’s been a few years since I last dragged my sorry arse up there so I warned my younger female companions that I could well have heart failure on the ascent. My choice wasn’t well received, too much like hard work and more to the point no shops! Anyway I got my way and we reached the top with me only taking 3 or 4 oxygen breaks on the climb from the car park. It was a misty day so the views were restricted but I still love it up there. I have a little bit of envy for people who live in areas like this. They are surely fitter than the flat earth dwellers and photo opportunities are plentiful and prettier.

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Nothing Is Easy

Though time gets you worrying my friend, it’s okay. Just take your life easy and stop all that hurrying, be happy my way.
I wish Jethro, I wish. Things are taking it in turns to piss me off again and I have a habit of turning molehills into mountains. People I know think I’m laid-back but the truth is inside I’m a nervous wreck. Being bone idle doesn’t help. Some of my problems would disappear if I got off my fat arse and did some work. This is where a nagging wife comes in handy with her retirement list of jobs that need completing but alas I have no one to crack the whip.

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Stairway To Heaven

If you were ever unfortunate enough to visit the Chateau de Vaughan you would be shocked to find just how little space I have to work in. I always struggled to do full length shots until in a moment of madness I stood the model in the stairwell. The results were not brilliant but better than I expected and after a few more attempts with various adjustments to the lighting it has now become my default set-up when dealing with leggy young ladies.

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