John's Bolt Hole

Only the Lonely

A few days into social-distancing, self-isolation, or solitary confinement, whatever the authorities call it, I was so looking forward to the neighbourhood throwing open their windows (not too many balconies around my way!), and bursting into patriotic songs, like ‘We’ll Meet Again, Don’t Know Where, Don’t Know When”, “Only the…

Taking pictures

I’m not too sure how this all came about, well I am really, but it’s the law of unintended consequences, if there is such a law. I can attribute photography to be one of the more innocent pastimes of my youth, which has now become an incredibly enjoyable ‘senior’ activity.  I…

Ride the River

For the past few years I’ve had the privilege of serving London Youth Rowing (LYR) as a volunteer photographer. Photography was in my background: rowing wasn’t.   London Youth Rowing is a remarkable organisation that works to: Encourage disadvantaged young people to be active, and improve their physical, social and mental wellbeing…

Maybe, just maybe

Day by day as the Brexit farce unfolds, as mere citizens we can only sit back in wonder at the sheer levels of incompetence of our elected representatives as they drive us towards some form of political Armageddon. Their complete and utter failure to understand what their responsibility was, based…