I was born when Debbie Reynold’s Tammy was riding high in the charts (so I am told) and Harry Belafonte was in his prime. Elvis was just getting going and about to be drafted. Shortly after my birth Harold Macmillan told the British people they’d never had it so good. I’m sure the events were connected. And every Prime Minister since has probably repeated this lie in some shape or form. The winds of change were probably blowing through my nappies as much as they were across Africa.
After a life in low finance I moved to Sai Kung, a small town on the East coast of Hong Kong’s New Territories. In November 2011 I opted for earlyish retirement. Then in 2015 after many years away I returned to Britain and have put down roots (?) in rural Hampshire.
My retirement aim was and remains to devote more time to photography and writing. I have a strong interest in natural history but my photography is broadly based. I read voraciously. Beyond that retirement is a journey without a route map and income. Who knows where it will lead?