A light that never goes out

Arnos Park, London, December 2007

In the park. In the mist. On my birthday.

The rainbow

Icmeler, Turkey, April 2007

The view from my window

Chalk Farm, London, January 2007

This photo required a punishing stakeout routine during which I was unable to move from my bedroom for several hours, apart from a few unavoidable tea and sponge finger expeditions.

Where’s Paulie?

Chalk Farm, London, November 2006

How d’ya like them apples?

Barnet, London, August 2006

This was Paul’s garden. It was a sunny day and I had a shiny new camera. Well, not really shiny, what with being second-hand and all.

Alone in a strange land

Juhu beach, Mumbai, August 2005

I arrived in Mumbai to heavy rain and was the only person on the beach. I spent a night there on my own before flying up to Bhuj the following day to meet Reena.

Why do all the best holidays start with a night on your own? There’s something about that lonely wandering, random discovery and total disconnect from home. Maybe a bit of alienation is good for you. It gets the old ‘you’ out of your system.

Before the beginning

In the Blue Mountains, Sydney, December 2004

This is an old picture I dug out when I started collecting trees. I took it while visiting my oldest friend who was living in Sydney at the time. I’d just come out of a two-year relationship, so the holiday marked the start of a new freedom. And I guess, the beginning of building a treehouse. Not that the two have any connection. That would be weird: ‘who needs a man when I’ve got my trees…’