Monday, 19 December 2011

The Spirit of Christmas



Winter Festival Fun in George Square, Glasgow

Recently, I ended up in Glasgow for a weekend. Although I have a love of nature, wildlife and the great outdoors I also love big cities and I am very fond of Glasgow. I had read in the papers that there was to be a Sunday Santa Dash for charity involving a couple of thousand Santa look-a-likes running 5km through the streets of the city. Grateful for a bit of photographic inspiration I decided my portfolio could do with some new Christmas and winter images. I mentioned it to my dear wife who immediately turned me off the whole thing by saying, 'What a good idea and we could do some Christmas shopping.' Aaargh...this was not at all what I had planned! I was ready to ditch the whole idea when she added, 'We could go up for the whole weekend and get a room somewhere. That way, I can shop 'til I drop and you can go and take as many photos as you want.' It was, as they say, a result! It wasn't that we didn't see each other over the weekend. We did rendezvous for coffees and meals. She also decided she would like to see the spectacle of a Santa Dash and, if truth be told, she prefers shopping without me anyway. I can't think why! Then the discovery that our niece and a friend were running in the event clinched the deal and off we went.

I knew that Glasgow always does a great winter festival event in George Square and I guessed that there may be some interesting Christmas lights and decorations to photograph. However, I had forgotten that they also have an ice rink, a big illuminated helter-skelter, chair-o-plane (which I believe is called a 'chair swing ride' or 'wave swinger' in some countries), and a big wheel. Ever since the unveiling of the London Wheel, or Millennium Wheel as it was originally known, it seems that every aspiring city needs a big wheel! I checked out a few locations around the square where I thought I would get the best pictures and then it was a case of killing time until it got dark and everything came to life. It seemed like a good chance to have a browse around a few shops alone to get some inspiration for my other half's Christmas. I was just about to leave George Square to head for the shops in Buchanan Street when my mobile phone rang and my dear wife's face filled the screen. She was in a jewellers shop and had seen something that would be 'just perfect' as her Christmas present from 'yours truly'. Experience has told me to check the price before acceding to this seemingly innocuous and remarkably convenient request. However, rather astonishingly, it was quite reasonable and I muttered something about how I would miss the fun of browsing the shops and using my imagination! I pressed the 'end call' button and, as her lovely face disappeared back into the miniscule circuitry from whence it had come, I muffled a cry of joy. It was time for coffee and then not long until it got dark.

There were several other photographers up to the same thing as me that evening and we exchanged pleasantries, told each other about interesting vantage points we had found and got our respective shots. I concentrated on the ice rink, trying to capture the movement of the groups of skaters along with the whole feeling of Christmas and winter fun. There was a great atmosphere and as we headed back to our hotel for a nice meal I was reasonably confident that I had managed to get some decent pictures. My wife was reasonably confident that she had got most of the presents and, looking at the vast array of shopping bags, I was more than confident that it would be reflected in our next bank statement!

Ice Skating in George Square, Glasgow

The following morning it was a case of being up for an early breakfast and heading back to George Square to get a good position near to the start / finish line for the big Santa Dash. Soon the entire area was awash with red suited, white bearded Santas in an incredible variety of sizes, sexes (well only two - to the best of my knowledge), and shapes. Some were even pushing buggies with children in them! There were the obvious serious runners, the charity runners, the fun runners and those at the back who were most definitely not runners of any kind! The weather was kind, the sun shone and it was great to see so many children getting into the Christmas spirit. I took my pictures, trying again to capture the movement, colour and excitement of the spirit of Christmas. Then we met up with my niece and her friends and headed off for another coffee and mince pies. It was beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.

Santa Dash, Glasgow

It was now Sunday afternoon and my wife decided another couple of hours at the shops was essential before we headed home. I noticed some interesting characters in winter costumes passing through the crowds around George Square and I wanted to get a few more shots. 

The Ice Queen


Jack Frost


















I was concentrating on the Ice Queen and Jack Frost when another character, looking rather like a giant snowflake, ambled alongside and we started chatting. I commented that her accent certainly wasn't local and I inquired which part of the world she came from. She replied 'Iceland!' I asked if she was being serious or was she just being 'in character'. 'No, no I am from Iceland. We are all from Iceland,' she said nodding towards her winter comrades. 'Really?' I asked again not sure if she was being entirely truthful. 'Yes, absolutely,' she replied. 'We are here because we come from Iceland.' 'That's fantastic,' I said. 'I've always wanted to go to Iceland and its on my wish list of places to visit.' 'You will love it,' she added, smiling through the giant snowflake surrounding her head.  I explained that one of the main reasons I wanted to go was because I was a wildlife photographer and Iceland offered some great opportunities. 'It certainly does. It's a photographers' paradise,' she said and for someone like you, you will love it. 'There are penguins, polar bears and ...' I interrupted, ' there are no penguins in Iceland!' She looked at me with her sparkling blue eyes through snow encrusted lashes. 'There are in our Iceland,' she said and she turned and walked away.

For me, that summed up the magic of Christmas. Wherever you are and whatever you believe in, have a...
Very Merry Christmas.

Two Santas from Glasgow's Santa Dash



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Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Strange Murmurings at Gretna

Tens of thousands of starlings against an evening sky at Gretna, Scotland

For those of you that follow my blog and my various other sites you will know that I live near to the Solway Firth in Scotland. It is a very important place for wildlife all year round but with winter approaching it becomes especially exciting.

Although autumn this year in Scotland ended much warmer than usual the temperature has been dipping in some more northerly countries. When this happens the bird populations in places like Russia, Scandinavia and Greenland look for favourable wind conditions and make their great escape before it becomes too late and they lose that all important 'window of opportunity'. In recent weeks we have seen, along with many other species, an influx of wigeon, whooper swans and thousands of barnacle geese. We have also had an influx of starlings. Starlings can be found all year round in Scotland but when winter comes migrant birds can boost the numbers significantly.

The murmuration passes close by
In late autumn and early winter starlings start to flock together in large numbers. These flocks are known as murmurations. Feeding off the land during the day the birds tend to move to a group roosting site as dusk falls. It is around these sites that the large murmurations can be seen. Although there are several such locations in the UK one of the best in the country is located near to the township of Gretna on the Scottish / English border. It is only ten minutes from where I live. From about November onwards, and throughout much of the winter, one of the most spectacular events in nature can be seen here. As the sun dips the first birds will start to fly towards the roosting site. In this instance it is a small area of woodland. First it is a mere handful of birds and then they start to arrive in tens or twenties. Soon it is streams of hundreds and then thousands that fly in and eventually the sky is filled with tens of thousands of starlings. Some of these may fly from twenty miles away to join the murmuration and the benefits of the group roosting site.

Thousands of starlings overhead
As the numbers swell the giant swarm moves about the sky creating wonderful shapes against the fading sunlight. The whole event will last about twenty to thirty minutes and then the woodland swallows them up. They spiral down into the trees like some large black funnel. The sky empties and the chatter of noisy starlings fills the wood.

So why do they do it? The answer is probably for several reasons. There is safety in numbers. It is harder for birds of prey to pick off starlings in a massive flock than it is to take a lone bird out of the sky. The starlings are more at risk of attack as they fly from their feeding grounds to their roosting sites. It is a brave bird of prey that would attack a swarm. The risk of injury is high. As the spectacle of the murmuration is at its peak it is not uncommon to see a peregrine falcon skirting the edge of the flock trying to isolate a lone bird or pick off a straggler. However it is not an easy task. Also, in a large roost it is harder for a predator to sneak up unnoticed. There may be many thousands of eyes watching and the entire flock can be warned instantly with one call of alarm. It is believed that this social behaviour may give rise to useful communication and transference of information; for example where the best feeding grounds lie. It is also easier for birds to keep warm in winter in large numbers. To some extent they will generate their own heat. 

Starlings create their own black starburst
I have observed these incredible murmurations many times now and still they never cease to amaze me. It is truly one of the most incredible events in nature and certainly in this part of the world!

Patterns in the sky - A giant murmuration



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Thursday, 20 October 2011

On the Doorstep

There is a definite chill in the air as I write this. There may also be some unusual chirping and honking because the winter migration that brings so many different species of birds to our shores is underway. It's hard to think that some of these seasoned travellers actually find Scotland a warm destination in winter! Yet that, and the ensuing food source, are precisely why they come here. 

If you are like me that means donning a few extra layers of warm clothing, heating up a nice flask of warm soup and making sure the camera batteries are fully charged before heading off to welcome the new arrivals.

In an earlier blog I wrote about the love I held for the Solway area of Dumfries and Galloway and how it wasn't always necessary to head for some sunny destination overseas to get those exciting landscape or wildlife photographs. Whilst that may be fun, don't forget to appreciate what may be on your doorstep. 

As a consequence of foolishly injuring myself earlier this year I was forced to spend more time than usual at home and in my own garden. Once again, I came to appreciate what I may often overlook in my quest for the more unusual. It made me think of the expression I hear so often from birdwatchers or nature lovers...'oh! It's just a...' Often, it is uttered whilst focusing on something through a pair of binoculars and can be completed with the name of any one of our more common wildlife residents..."oh! It's just a jackdaw,"  "oh! It's just a wood pigeon" or "oh! It's just a mallard" to name but a few. I have come to realise that that comment completely undermines the beauty of these creatures, just because familiarity blinkers our vision. Open your eyes and look again! 

Jackdaw (Corvus monedula)
Wood Pigeon (Columba palumbus)


























Don't get me wrong. I love the thrill of chasing new migrants with a camera but I also have learned to appreciate and enjoy what is on my doorstep. Have you ever looked closely at a jackdaw and admired his black coat? Have you pondered the subtle grey, blue and mauve shades of the wood pigeon or been dazzled by the iridescent velvety green head of a Mallard duck? If the answer is no then look again before you chase the newcomers. The beauty of the natural world is closer than you think!

Tom


Mallard Duck (Anas platyrhynchos)


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Friday, 30 September 2011

Autumn Winds

Traction Kiting
Despite being fooled by a few days of unusually warm temperatures, it is Autumn. It's an interesting season for photographers and the challenge is to find new ways of making something that has been photographed a million times before look new. However, sometimes something completely new comes along just because you happen to be in the right place at the right time. That is exactly what happened to me on a windy autumn day a couple of years back and it has resulted in new friendships and new photographic opportunities

I was walking along the dunes close to a large expanse of sandy beach in western Galloway with my camera. There was a bit of an autumn breeze blowing and I was looking for inspiration in the waving dune grasses and the drifting sand. It's always worth commenting again, even although it's been said a hundred times before, that cameras do not like salt water or sand! I was being extremely careful.

Lone Kiter

Over the top of the dunes I could see brightly coloured kites bobbing around against a blue sky. Intrigued, I wandered closer and discovered a group of traction kiters having great fun on an empty beach with the tide well out. Now, I don't do a lot of sports photography although I have covered a few sporting events in the past but this was something different. There was speed, colour, fun and those superbly bright billowing kites. Additionally it was a new thing for me. It was too much to resist. I wandered down to chat to the guys and girls - for I soon discovered it's very much a unisex sport.

The Black Knight (reminds me of the baddie in a James Bond movie)

Half an hour later I was getting lots of photos but more importantly I was learning quickly the best way to get the photos I wanted. I wanted to capture the lone kiter and the vastness of the space in which he was travelling. I also wanted to capture speed along with the splashes where the receding tide had left large pools and I wanted to capture those zany moments where things don't go according to plan. 


The Thrill of the Race
Since my initial meeting with the kiters I have followed them from Galloway to the beaches of St Andrews in Fife to get more of these photos. I can now admire the skill in the sport and whilst I haven't yet ventured into a buggy I have had a couple of shots at flying the kites. It's not as easy as it looks! To be honest it's all too much like hard work and I much prefer being on my side of the lens.

All Wrapped Up

I hope that you enjoy the photos and if you are a photographer it's a good lesson in getting out there and trying something new.

Tom






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Monday, 19 September 2011

Loch Ken and the Galloway Kite Trail

To the north of the busy market town of Castle Douglas in southwest Scotland is beautiful Loch Ken. This sliver of water ten miles (sixteen kilometres) long is part of the River Dee system providing some of the finest scenery in Dumfries and Galloway. Today, Loch Ken is well known for sailing and fishing. Perhaps less well known is the important role that the loch and surrounding area play in protecting and enhancing the nation’s wildlife. It is a role that presents many challenges and although some struggles lie ahead, history bears testimony to the fact that in this part of Scotland challenges and struggles come with the territory.

Around Loch Ken lie several attractive villages including New Galloway to the north and Parton and Crossmichael to the east. High on the green slopes to the west is the old church at Balmaghie. It is in the graveyard of this small country church that evidence of darker times can be found. 

The old church at Balmaghie
In the late 1630s King Charles I, son of James VI of Scotland (James I of England) attempted to introduce what many protestant Scots regarded as more catholic practices to the church; notably a new book of prayer and liturgy. Refusing to accede to the King’s demands, many Scots signed up to the National Covenant of 1638 declaring their intention to uphold their own protestant beliefs. Thus, they became known as Covenanters. Under threat of death they held meetings and religious services, sometimes high in the hills at secret locations, away from the prying eyes of government troops who hunted them mercilessly. Lasting the best part of fifty years, it was a dangerous time for there were many sympathisers on both sides and spies were not uncommon.

George Short, and two unrelated men, both by the name of David Halliday paid for their beliefs with their lives at the hands of the ruthless Robert Grierson of Lag, the Deputy Steward of Kirkcudbrightshire. All three are buried in Balmaghie churchyard. The inscription on Short’s gravestone reads –


Loch Ken from the graveyard at Balmaghie Church
"HERE LYES GEORGE SHORT
WHO WAS PURSUED AND TAKEN
AND INSTANTLY SHOT TO DEATH
UNDER CLOUD OF NIGHT
IN THE PAROCH OF TONGUELAND
BY GRIER OF LAG
MEMENTOMORI
AND THE EARLE OF ANANDALE
BECAUSE OF HIS ADHERENCE
TO SCOTLANDS REFORMTION
COVENANTS NATIONAL AND
SOLEMN LEAGUE 1685"

The Hallidays’ stone bears similar witness to their execution –

BENEATH THIS STONE TWO DAVIDS HALLIDAYS
DOE LY WHOSE SOULS NOW SING THEIR MASTERS PRAISE
TO KNOU IF CURIOUS PASSENGERS DESYRE
FOR WHAT BY WHOME AND HOU THEY DID EXPYRE
THEY DID OPPOSE THIS NATIONS PERJUREY 
NOR COULD THEY JOYN WITH LORDLY PRELACY
INDULGING FAVOURS FROM CHRIST’S ENEMIES
QUENCH’D NOT THEIR ZEAL THIS MONUMENT THEN CRYES
THESE WERE THE CAUSES NOT TO BE FORGOT
WHY THEY BY LAG SO WICKEDLY WERE SHOT
ONE NAME ONE CAUSE ONE GRAVE ONE HEAVEN DO TY
THEIR SOULS TO THAT ONE GOD ETERNALLY.

Fortunately the area now enjoys more peaceful times but strangely enough, it is another grave dating back to 1777 in Kells churchyard to the north of New Galloway that has more to do with why Loch Ken is famous today. This is the final resting place of John Murray, a local gamekeeper. His fame is for catching the ‘Loch Ken Monster’, the largest pike on record, weighing 72lbs and measuring over 7ft in length! When compared with the Scottish record of 47lbs 11ozs caught on Loch Lomond in 1947, it is indeed a monster. Although nothing approaching 70lbs has been caught in recent years, Loch Ken remains a favourite with pike anglers and regularly produces large specimens.


Loch Ken

Unfortunately, there is something more alarming than big pike lurking in the depths of Loch Ken and it is having a devastating effect on the loch’s ecology. It is the North American Signal Crayfish. This crustacean is the freshwater equivalent of the lobster growing to 16cms in length. It is not clear how they came to be in the loch, although one theory is that there were earlier attempts to farm them in waters feeding the loch but a failure to take adequate steps to contain them. In any event they are breeding at an astonishing rate. With their numbers now in millions it is impossible to fish for pike with bait on the bed of the loch, as the crayfish will devour it within minutes. The problem is so severe that many anglers are refusing to fish here.

These alien predators feed on fish eggs and also compete directly with fish for other aquatic food sources. The ecological damage being caused is a serious problem. Environmental bodies are finally taking the threat seriously amid concerns that the crayfish are so widespread within the loch that it is only a matter of time before they migrate further afield. The potential threat to prime salmon and sea trout waters is a major worry. Despite some success in trapping and netting the invaders, the problem is presently out of control and other solutions are being sought.

Crayfish apart, the ecological picture of this area is not all doom and gloom. On the contrary, there are many positive things including the work of the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds (RSPB) at the Ken Dee Marshes at the north end of the loch. With valuable habitats now protected, native and migratory bird species such as redstarts, pied willow catchers, willow tits and the Greenland white fronted goose can be observed.

However, the big success story in recent years is the Red Kite reintroduction project and the creation of the Galloway Kite Trail. Once common in medieval times, Red Kite performed a useful function across the country as scavengers. So important was their role that killing a Red Kite was punishable by death. As society found proper ways of dealing with its waste, pickings for the birds became harder to find. In their continuing hunt for food they gradually became regarded as a pest. Although largely carrion eaters, many farmers and landowners mistakenly believed they killed livestock and so they were hunted, trapped and poisoned to the verge of extinction. The last breeding pair to be recorded in Dumfries and Galloway was about 1870 and, with the exception of a very small colony in Wales, no Red Kite had been seen in the UK for over one hundred years.

Red Kite (Milvus milvus)
Chris Rollie, RSPB area manager, explained that as the public became more aware of conservation and environmental issues changing attitudes made it possible for RSPB Scotland and its partners to embark on a reintroduction programme. Thus, in 2001, secret cages were flown in by helicopter and hidden within a local forest. These cages were designed to ensure that the birds never saw their keepers and therefore didn’t form a bond with humans. Food was provided by way of a secret compartment. The cages were stocked with 33 juvenile birds from several countries and these were released into the wild later that year. Between 2001 and 2005 104 birds were released, a handful of which had tracking devices fitted to enable monitoring of their spread and flight routes. Reintroduced birds have coloured wing tags fitted to enable quick and easy identification. The coloured tag on the left wing indicates the part of the country in which the bird was released whilst the tag on the right wing denotes the year.

Red Kite (Milvus milvus)
 Red Kite are magnificent birds with golden brown plumage interspersed with white and black. They are similar in size to a buzzard but their colour is richer and their distinctive forked tail makes them easily recognisable in flight. Although pairs establish their own territories, these can overlap. They are largely sociable birds often setting up communal roosts. Nests are usually at the main intersection of large tree branches and the normal clutch of eggs is 1-3.

The reintroduction project has had its setbacks. In the first couple of years 13 birds were lost, some through illegal poisoning. The public outcry was a clear demonstration that the tide had turned in favour of the Red Kite. Today, the support from landowners, gamekeepers and the public is significant and very welcome. The result is that Red Kite are now establishing themselves and breeding well within the surrounding area although, overall, they still remain on the RSPB’s ‘amber list’ of species in danger.

The Galloway Kite Trail forms a circuit around Loch Ken with various visitor information stations and the support of local hotels and businesses that benefit from the increased tourism. Between 2003 and 2009 the trail accounted for £2.5 million of visitor spending. Whilst this may not seem much, it is a significant amount for this part of Scotland and supports 19 full time jobs.

Ann Johnstone at Bellymack Hill, Lauriston knows only too well the benefits that the birds have brought to the area. She ran a dog breeding business at her farm and, like many others, was facing financial hardship after having seen her 700 sheep culled at the height of the foot and mouth epidemic. She often fed her dogs chicken, throwing the scraps onto the farm midden. Over several days she noticed some unusual birds scavenging at the farm and when she contacted the RSPB to enquire about them they knew she was one of the first to witness the newly released Red Kite. Ann continued to feed the birds that seemed to like the location of the farm. The southwest-facing slope was perfect for the prevailing wind, giving the birds excellent uplift for flying. The ongoing feeding and congregating of the birds soon resulted in a more permanent arrangement and Bellymack Hill Feeding Station is now a significant tourist attraction.

Red Kite (Milvus milvus)

Standing by the graves of the Covenanters at Balmaghie Church and looking down on Loch Ken, I thought it likely that these men would have been familiar with the call of the Red Kite. I contemplated how they all were persecuted, hunted and killed. As I turned to walk away my spirits were lifted as one of these magnificent birds circled overhead, its distinctive whistle echoing over the loch below. 

Tom

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Saturday, 10 September 2011

The Solway Firth

Thistle:  National Flower of Scotland
Sometimes when I look at the work of other photographers I marvel at the location.  I think how much easier and exciting photography must be in locations where the sky is always blue and the water crystal clear. In these places the flora and fauna also seem so much more colourful and exciting. Yet, such a simplistic view is to undervalue the challenge of good photography. Even in great light and with wonderful subject matter the challenge is always how to make that picture more than just a snapshot. It's about mood, atmosphere, interpretation and of course the creativity of the photographer. It's also about that sense of 'place', wherever in the world that may be. 

I'm Scottish and proud of my nationality but for years I have bemoaned the grey mist that all too often envelopes the landscape and the rain that some weeks just won't stop. If I am being honest that is still the case if I am trying to do a particular weather-dependent job. Yet I have come to realise that it is just a different version of a similar problem if you are shooting in some exotic sunny clime. Having often taken my photography gear abroad I know from experience that the sun just gets too bright, the light too harsh and the temperature too hot for both the wildlife that I may be trying to capture and also for me. Much as I love a bit of heat in some foreign land I have also come to appreciate what is on my doorstep.

Sunset over the Solway Firth
I have the great privilege of living five minutes walk from the Solway Firth. It is a large estuary separating the western coastlines of Scotland and England where a number of rivers pour their waters into the sea. When I first came to this area almost thirty years ago and looked across the Solway it seemed a fairly unattractive mix of dirty water, sand and mud. How wrong I was. I have taken many photographs of the Solway and it never ceases to amaze me how it can change in a matter of sometimes minutes. It may not be a beautiful golden beach (although some parts are) but it is precisely the ever changing soup of salt water, fresh water, sand and earth that brings so much other beauty to this area. I am of course talking about the wildlife that thrives because of the conditions and rich food sources. It is such an environmentally important part of the country that some areas of the Solway have now been declared Nature Reserves or Sites of Special Scientific Interest. This affords specific protection to parts of the estuary and its wildlife.


Whooper Swans at dawn over the Solway Firth

Apart from all the usual wading birds to be found along the Solway merse (saltmarsh) the area is also home to the most northerly colony of Natterjack toads in the UK. Sadly their numbers have been diminishing for several years now and studies are in hand to find out why. However, the most famous visitors to the area are Whooper Swans and Barnacle Geese. Both species will start to arrive over the next few weeks and that heralds the overall arrival of several hundred Whoopers and about thirty thousand Barnacles. Winter on the Solway is spectacular. All the swans will have made the journey from Iceland and all the Barnacle Geese from the Svalbard Archipelago in the Arctic Circle. For many young ones of both species it will be their first migration. 


Barnacle Geese over the Solway Firth
Apart from the natural landscape and the wildlife the area is steeped in history. With a background immersed in Roman settlements, Norse invaders,  battles with the English and a few family feuds to boot, the landscape bears witness in so many ways to its past. It is a landscape of castles and kings, writers, artists and poets. A large part of the Solway coastline formed the 'beat' of Scotland's national poet Robert Burns when he was employed as an exciseman. It was his job to prevent smuggling from the boats that would try to offload their illegal cargoes under cover of darkness. Part of the area under his jurisdiction included the famous castle at Caerlaverock.


Caerlaverock Castle
More photos and information from the Caerlaverock area, including the famous Whooper Swans and Barnacle Geese, will follow over the winter months.


Tom








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Saturday, 3 September 2011

In the Beginning

Firstly, a big THANK YOU to all of you who have followed my photography for several years now. You know who you are and you are scattered across many countries of the world. For those of you who are also photographers I have loved following your work too and will continue to do so. I received so many positive comments on my images and associated ramblings on various sites along with suggestions that I should set up a blog that I eventually took the plunge and here it is.

I have also created Facebook and Twitter pages all linked to this blog, my website and my Flickr photostream. That in itself has been a massive learning curve of ‘links’, ‘badges’, ‘gadgets’, ‘profiles’, ‘URL codes’ and a load of other stuff that I’m only beginning to understand. So, whilst I think I have everything up and running I wouldn’t be at all surprised if I’ve got something wrong. Time will tell. In the meantime I hope that you enjoy this and my other sites.

Having set the blog page up the next question was where to start.

After a bit of thought I chose this picture; not because it’s a great photo – it isn’t. It’s just because in many ways I feel like this guy.

Japanese Street Entertainer with Crystal Ball

A few weeks ago I came across this street performer in Helsinki doing the most amazing things with a crystal ball. In a matter of minutes he had gathered a large crowd around him and several people were trying to see the 'invisible' threads that they believed were attached to the ball. Of course there was none. I gave him a donation and rattled off a few shots.

It turned out that he was from Japan and was on a journey 'around the world'. He had no idea where he was going or even where he would stay on a day to day basis. He simply perfomed his amazing act and asked for a small donation to allow him to continue his travels. Several times over the last few weeks I have wondered where the Japanese man and his crystal ball have got to. He is completely unaware that he has been a part of the inspiration in getting this story started.

Setting up this blog I realised that I have no idea where it is going to take me either. If not in person, it will nonetheless travel across many countries of the world thanks to the hours I have spent learning all this computer jargon and more importantly thanks to you for your enthusiasm and support.

If you ever see the Japanese man give him a donation, wish him well and tell him about this blog.

Tom


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