A lifestyle blog
When Kodak brought Kodacolor back this year, the name made everyone do a double take. People expected a revival of the classic family film that lived inside every point and shoot camera at birthday parties and days out. But this new Kodacolor is not that film resurrected. It is a brand new stock built from motion picture technology, the same world that gives us that rich Kodak cinema look everyone
There is something quietly brilliant about the Bush Hotel in Farnham that takes a minute to appreciate. Maybe it is because it hides behind that unassuming arch on the high street. Maybe it is because locals tend to stroll past without ever thinking of it as somewhere they might actually stay. But once you have spent a night there, you realise it offers exactly the kind of easy comfort and
I took my new Canon EOS 3 out for its first proper roll with Fujifilm 200 in Farnham. I only had half an hour, but I wanted to see how this film would behave with the camera I had just bought on eBay. Buildings, bunting, and stone walls, all the things I love to photograph, became my focus. Fujifilm 200 is a gentle, approachable colour film. It’s not overly saturated,
My first roll of Kodak Tri-X 400 was shot in a mix of places: a polo match on a crisp afternoon, wandering the streets of London, and a quiet visit to my mum’s. I wanted to see how this classic black and white film would handle such different light and settings, and how it would respond in the Konica camera I had recently bought in Sweden. Tri-X 400 has a
I started my first roll of Agfacolor 400 in the garden, mostly as a test to see what it would do. I wasn’t expecting much, just wanted to see the colours and the grain, and get a feel for shooting film on the camera I picked up on a whim when I had serious FOMO surrounded by film camera lovers in Sweden. Agfa 400 is a classic black and white
Two months ago I added collagen into my daily routine. At the time I was recovering from carpal tunnel surgery and my focus was firmly on healing but my left hand wasn’t playing ball. A colleague with a medical background asked if I had ever considered taking collagen and whilst I had seen people on social media talking about the benefits for hair and skin I hadnt seen talk of
September has always felt like a quiet new beginning to me. It arrives without the fanfare of January, without fireworks or resolutions, and yet it carries its own kind of promise. The mornings turn crisper, evenings begin to draw in, and there is a subtle shift in the rhythm of the days that feels almost like an invitation to pause, breathe, and reset. For years, September was defined by the
If I am honest I don’t really like jam, I find it too sweet and on toast first thing in the morning I am more of a Bovril type person. However I live with a weirdo who either only eats toast with butter, or jam. Never both (he wont even butter a sandwich but that is another story). So when The Cornish Jar recently asked me if we would like
It has been a while since the last Window Wednesday but with me taking more photos now I thought it might be time to bring it back so I can share some of the pics I have taken recently. This is one of my faves from recently, from St Cross Hospital in Winchester St Cross isn’t a hospital in the way we think of them today. It was founded in
These days, I only do the school run occasionally, when it’s my granddaughter’s turn to be chauffeured home to help out when her parents are tied up with work. Or it’s been a while since I saw her little face and I need my fix of a five year old for a few hours. It’s a far cry from my old routine of juggling three different schools at once (yes,
Analogue Photography and the Joy of Imperfection For the past few months I’ve been carrying around a 50mm lens on a film camera, and it’s quietly changed the way I look at the world. At first it felt restrictive. No zooming in or out, no dramatic wide shots, just this very ordinary piece of glass on the front of my camera. But over time it has been teaching me to
This morning I ended up in a spat on Threads with a wedding photographer who declared that you aren’t a realphotographer unless you shoot on manual. I’m sorry, but who exactly makes these rules? Who decided that unless you’re fiddling with dials and settings like you’re cracking the Enigma code, you’re not allowed to call yourself a photographer? Because that’s utter nonsense. At the moment I am loving shooting on film
