Tag Archives: Memory

that’s the whole point….

Aside from forgetting the names of people, things, places and events during conversations, which failing I have decided is probably a good thing, my memory is as good as the gear box in a rarely used classic car; hard to … Continue reading

Posted in 2018, asparagus, Boiled eggs, Cooking, Digital photography, Drinks, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, Hard boiled eggs, Humour, Memory, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, Sancerre, Seasons, Uncategorized, Wine, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , | 30 Comments

suffering from a heavy list…

Advancing years and oncoming forgetfulness rush headlong toward each other. Like a mediaeval knight I depend on the lists* to keep them far enough apart in the hope of merely receiving a glancing blow rather than suffering a head on … Continue reading

Posted in 2016, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , | 25 Comments

Du.u.u u ck…

Duck breasts in marinade I have a habit of forgetting a particular word. I can’t tell you what that particular word is as I’ve forgotten it but it serves to define the emotions we feel when fondly remembering earlier moments in … Continue reading

Posted in 2015, Cookery Writers, Cooking, Cuisine bourgeoise, Digital photography, Duck, duck a l'orange, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, Fruit, Humour, Memory, oranges, Photographic Prints, Photography, photography course, Poultry, Recipes, Simon Hopkinson, Stephane Reynaud, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 34 Comments

French impressionist..

Shuffling through recently remembered moments of pleasure is as delightful and difficult as choosing but one piece of patisserie from a dazzling array in the window of Pierre Hermé. Each time the eye settles the mind is already drawing that … Continue reading

Posted in 2014, Digital photography, France, Garden, Illusion, Landscapes, Landscapes, Memory, Photography, photography course, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 40 Comments

You can’t always get..

My mind, or that section of the jumble of grey matter that remembers things, is light sensitive. Light, in all its nuances, is a trigger for my memories. The light then and the light now are inextricably linked..I think. Or … Continue reading

Posted in Art photography, Digital photography, Dreams, France, French countryside, Ile d'Oleron, Illusion, Landscapes, Memory, Photography, Reality, Uncategorized, Virtual, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 32 Comments

I seem to have lost my cherry..

Winter days start in deep darkness and summer days in bright blankness, two versions of one and the same thing: the empty sheet of paper. I dream a lot which means that my mind has been buzzzzing all night. Sleep … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, Art photography, cherries, Digital photography, Dreams, Expectation, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, France, Fruit, Illusion, Memory, Photography, photography course, Photography holiday, Reality, summer, Uncategorized, Virtual, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 37 Comments

I wish I’d said that….

Thinking that policemen look younger and regularly saying “I remember…” are both very clear signs of age. This statement doesn’t hold true in my case as I avert my eyes at the first sign of a policeman, in sure and … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, Cheese, Digital photography, Excellence, food, Food and Photography, Food photographer, Humour, photography course, Photography holiday, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 50 Comments