Monthly Archives: September 2018

Am I a coffee adict?

Ahhh – that sigh of well-being as I sluice a precious mouthful of my favourite deep black brew round my mouth and swallow, rejoicing in the slightly bitter after-taste and the caffeine high. My coffee is strong. I use two … Continue reading

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Skokholm as in Stoke ’em (Part 3)

Thursday and Friday Though still badly stressed by the necessity of interacting with so many strangers, the group are becoming less strange, and as I expected, my first impressions were way off the mark. Part of the problem for me … Continue reading

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Skokholm as in Stoke ’em (Part 2)

Monday Good light, horrible strong wind, gut ache all day. It wasn’t totally ruined though. The joy of capturing a good image banishes the wind and the belly ache for a while, and it’s hard not to love creatures which … Continue reading

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Skokholm as in Stoke ’em (Part 1)

 Skokholm is the smallest of the three islands off the coast of Pembrokeshire. There is another further out – Grassholm – which has no landing place, and is home to 40,000 Gannets.  I spent a few days on Skokholm 2 … Continue reading

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