One Sunday at the end of March 2012, we spent an emotional and memorable day at Corbetts, the beautiful cottage belonging to my wife's grandma, Iris, a wonderful lady now in her 80s. Janine, my wife, spent countless happy summer days and family Christmasses there; the location is perfect and evokes childhood memories of forgotten days. Sadly, this was the last time we would visit as Janine's grandma was moving to a new home, where she could receive the ongoing care and support she requires. The following photographs are a record of that special Spring day spent with our children, Jonny and Isobel, exploring the garden.
No amount of photographs could do justice to the wealth of memories accumulated over a lifetime of adventures from Iris and her late husband John, whom sadly I never met. Their life story is fascinating, particularly their time spent in Uganda at the time of independence for that country; red dust, wild animals and encounters with the formative Idi Amin at the local rugby club.
I find the power of photographs to evoke certain memories and emotions never ceases, it's why I enjoy taking shots. The camera I used here was not an SLR but I love the feel of the album regardless and wanted to share it here.