An oldie

My great grandfather was a Singer Sewing Machine agent. This came from him. He died in 1927 very young in his sleep. He suffered from asthma.

A very faithful follower of this blip journal said to me the other day that it was really my blog. She is right. I hope in retirement to become a much more proficient photographer - but right now I'm not - and it is that I have stories to tell, things to show from everyday life. (At the moment that is largely about moving house.) So the images are just really adjuncts to the words and thoughts. I hope that changes. For your sakes!