Spent some time on Sunday pretending I was a professional sports photographer. I don't think it worked. It did take me back, though. The smell of Deep Heat, cries of 'yellow head!', vein-busting grimacing and football at times so bad it was genuinely laugh-out-loud funny. Not a single player intent on giving anything less than their … Continue reading Sunday punch
Remember Windows XP? Quite often, while travelling the country, I look out for fields which remind me of the default XP background. This kinda stuff happens to you when you travel alone. I'm yet to find it. Although, that's probably because the real one is somewhere in California. It certainly isn't in Canons Ashby, Northampton.