Tuesday 31st December 2019, 10.55am (day 3,050)
It’s been four years since I even tried to go out for the bells on New Year’s Eve and have stopped seeing it as a particularly ceremonial day. So let’s see a small cur licking what nourishment it can off the ground as a (possible) metaphor for the year as a whole. Or whatever… Happy New Year in any case.
My favourite photo of 2019? This one of Clare and Joe at the volcanic outburst of Hverir in Iceland. An extraordinary place, and the shot is also very pleasing — one of those times when I just noticed the chance for a good long zoom that for once stayed in focus and worked out.
Being 42 