I always liked Fandango’s Who Won the Week post, and like to join in with some quirky stories from my own newsfeeds. All from our unique vantage points, the idea is to pick something (a person, organisation, anything) which “won” the week.
Okay, we’ve all done silly things when we were drunk, right?
My winner this week is 30-year-old Thomas Dodds, from Staffordshire, UK, who spent one evening while furloughed getting drunk and watching a music video.
The evening, maintains Mr Dodds, is something of a blur. However, when official paperwork subsequently dropped through his letterbox, he discovered that he had changed his name… to Celine Dion!
As my previous series came to an end, I had the idea to post some of my own photographs.
When my eyes were better, I used to enjoy photography. I had some decent kit and was around just as digital photography was taking off. Although it was strictly a hobby for me, two of my photos were published. One rural shot of hay bales ended up in a brochure made by the UK’s NFU (farming), another ended up in a coffee-table book about lighthouses. I wasn’t David Bailey but a couple of times, I was fortunate to be in the right place at the right time.
I thought I’d share some. All these photographs were taken by me, I own the copyright so if you’d like to use any, go for it. Just so long as you don’t use them to make any money.
My aim is to publish weekly again but this time, on Sunday afternoons. I’m just going to repeat this spiel each week, too, for the benefit of new readers, so you can safely skip to the camera graphic to save reading the blurb each time.
If you look at the category above (high on left, by the date), I’ll put every photo in that same category so you can find previously-published photos. If I feel a photo needs some explanation, I’ll maybe write a line or two to go with it. Like the last time, I’ll keep going until I run out of steam. Oh, and feel free to join in, if the fancy takes you.
I’ve linked to a higher-res umage under each photo.
Another arty shot from a holiday, this time in the town of Riquewihr, in the Alsace region of France. There were plenty of fountains about the place, since the town is only a stone’s throw from the Rhine, and the is surrounded by hillsides full of vines. This was also the home of what was, at the time, a unique phenomenom – a year-round Christmas shop. No wonder I stayed outside!