On Saturday, supporters of The People’s Vote joined the Put It To The People March in Central London. Over one million people (and their dogs) joined what was arguably the largest demonstration in British history. The vast majority were not the usual political activists. Many of them had never been on a march before. They were just good-natured everyday people, concerned about the future of our country as it faces the biggest crisis any of us has known.
There’s a lot of things you can fake in 2019. Photographs, obviously. We hear a lot about fake news. Some people claim you can fake an online petition. But what you can’t fake is a crowd of one million people.
All photos Nikon F90X with Nikkor 35mm f/2 AF-D lens / Kodak Tri-X / Developed in D76 1+1
OK, so strictly speaking these two are from the end of October, but any pics of Ella are worth including.
My mum & niece
I went to visit my mum in Herefordshire. It’s great walking country, even in the mist and rain.
Nikon F90X / Kodak Tmax 400
Coco & Daisy both seemed to have perfected the stare that somehow makes me feel guilty, even though I don’t know why.
Dobble is apparently all the rage with the kids, although by the time I’ve heard of something it’s normally deader than disco.
This month’s chickens news is much the same as the last month’s: Domino and Dorothy are laying; Bluebell and Beaker need to get their finger out. Possibly quite literally…
November hasn’t disappointed; the weather’s been as completely grey and miserable as you’d expect for this time of year. But it still can surprise from time to time, and in the middle of the month was an uncharastically spectacular weekend of sunshine. We took a long walk with Coco The Cocker in the South Downs. Fujifilm X100T
The first time I had a pizza primavera it struck me that only the Italians would name a season after a pizza. Well, it turns out us Brits are just as bad. The village of Cheddar lies beneath the famous cliffs of Cheddar Gorge, where presumably they mine the renowned cheese that the Somerset village is named after. The gorge cuts through the limestone Mendip Hills in the south west of England, and over our five day stay we did exactly the two things you’re supposed to do: hiking the hills and drinking cider.
All photos Nikon F90X / Kodak Tmax 100
The Cider Barn really doesn’t need a marketing department. It’s a barn; they serve cider. What more do you need to know? I’d be exaggerating if I said the first night we popped in the piano player stopped mid-stride and and all the guys reached for their Colt 45s. But only slightly. The barkeep, Bear-Strangler Rockhard (or Nigel to his face), told us rather than asked us what to drink. But by day two we were considered regulars, and offered some of the special under-the-counter scrumpy that’s fermented with a dead sheep in the barrel and gives you only a 50% chance of any sight loss becoming permanent.
This was odd. We came across this dumped old bus in a ditch and covered in bushes. It wasn’t near any roads so I’ve no idea how it got there. I don’t know much about vintage vehicles, but this looks to me to date from the ’50s or ’60s. I’d recently watched A Simple Plan, so it did occur to me there might be a dead driver and four million dollars inside. Fortunately not, and I haven’t since been caught in a wicked web of lies, deceit and murder. Not really what you want when you’re trying to have a relaxing holiday.
I think you’re doing pretty well if you can wear a working cocker spaniel out. Although to be fair, for every mile we walked Coco ran at least three.
I’ve read all the literary outpourings of an adolescent serial bankrupt and money launderer who played a successful businessman on a reality TV show. And now I’ve read the book by a world-renowned investigative journalist who was played by Hollywood legend Robert Redford in a blockbuster movie. I’m nothing if not balanced.
My life: now with added chickens. Four of them in fact. This one’s called Bluebell, and you can look forward to plenty of chicken related content in coming months. Not to mention some clucking awful poultry themed puns. You lucky people.
Nikon F90X / Kodak Tmax 400 / Developed in D76 1+1