I always assume that if you are perusing the images on a web site such as this you are doing it for the first time – so welcome to my little bit !Photography is a hobby for all ages and for all seasons but in the midst of clarity there is confusion. If you pressed the shutter then the umbilical cord is always attached to you and the image will always be your baby. That’s what makes it so difficult to judge the merits of a picture in a clinical and detached manner. It also makes it excruciatingly painful when someone comes along wearing the cloak of judicial competence and tells everybody else in the world that your kid is the ugliest in the class. You would love to extract revenge on this person – painful revenge, but you can’t do that so instead you suffer (although in my case rarely in silence).When all that has been said and judgement has been announced – oh how you wish your little offspring had been awarded a gold star instead of being consigned to anonymity – we have to accept how the vagaries of life can always be filed under ‘Nowt to Report’. After all we can always drown our disappointment at the bar of experience in a pub called anything on anywhere avenue in nowhere in particular town.