Adam Tinworth: The Rest of My Life

Fishbourne Palace

Abandoned Guardian

While walking down Shoreham Beach yesterday afternoon, we came across a Guardian that appeared to have been abandoned on a bench, and so was blowing around the beach in pieces:

We reassembled it, and left it held down by stones, in case the owner came back. But we didn't take it.

There's probably an extended metaphor for the future of print newspapers here, but I really can't be bothered to find it. ;-)

Maggie Philbin is....

Somewhere, my inner seven year old, a Swap Shop fanatic, is squealing with delight.

(and yes, it's the same one)

Covent Garden Candids

I used to do a lot of wandering around, just snapping pictures of life. I'm trying to get back into the swing of it:

Sunny Morning in Shoreham Beach

Another Glorious British Summer

All set for the Bank Holiday?

Study's End

The study I've used for the last 12 years or so is dismembered, ready to be turned into a bedroom when we put the flat on the market. An awful lot of words were written in here.

Shot with my Hipstamatic for iPhone
Lens: Lucifer VI
Flash: Off
Film: Blanko

An Urban Garden

Our back garden in Lewisham, lit for a summer evening.

 

Foragers' Harvest

We've been foraging for fruit in the trees that grow adjacent to the flat in Lewisham:

Elderberries for jam…

Das Potato

An image shot for a student magazine project, back in the early 90s. That's me on the left, oppressing the heroic potato revolutionary, and against the bleak East European vistas of… Hyde Park.

Student journalism was a lot of fun.