Dorking, Westcott & Surrey Hills

As well as wanting a walk, I wanted to see how I got on with lugging my DSLR around again and to see how the images compared with the iPhone. An 8 mile walk convinced me that the DSLR is just a weight I could do without (at my age). I also took iPhone pictures to compare with those of the DSLR. All the images below were taken with the iPhone apart from the first one of the the lethargic (sick?) frog and the second waterfall one (compare the thatched roof with that on the previous iPhone image). All pictures were saved and processed in raw format.

Conclusion? The DSLR will have to go – it’s just too heavy. The iPhone takes goodish images but often with a lot of noise. I need to get a replacement small camera that takes images with the quality of my dead Sony RX100, but at the same time continuing to use the iPhone just because it’s so convenient.
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My Sony camera is no more


One month on and my lovely Sony RX100 camera bites the dust. The lens will no longer fully retract or fully open and it’s just not economic to get it repaired.
With more than acceptable images coming out of my iPhone I don’t think I’ll rush to replace the Sony, and I still have my Pentax DSLR I can use. But the Pentax is bulky and weighs a ton, so I’ll only take it out when I have my rucksack to lug it around!

Do I know you? & The man with a tail

On the train to Dorking I really got into James Rhodes’ Fire On All Sides – this is going to be a great read. I took a dozen books to the Oxfam bookshop and bought three (A Gate at the Stairs – Lorrie Moore, The King is Dead – Jim Lewis, and the non-fiction The Death of Expertise – Tom Nichols). I deserved the coffee and pain au chocolat at the very pleasant Dorking Deli. Incidentally there’s an amazing bike shop just a couple of doors down. Continue reading “Do I know you? & The man with a tail”

Terrible news

We were on our way for a walk along the Thames when a phone call brought the terrible news of an ex-colleague’s death. She had taken over my role when I retired. She wasn’t sure whether she was up to it and I also had my doubts – it was a sometimes technical role. But she accepted the position, and despite requiring my help every once in a while for the first couple of years – I don’t think she ever really mastered database queries – she was a success in the post. She was always bubbly and cheerful, which makes her taking her life all the more shocking and hard to comprehend. Things change, but I wish I could turn back the clock.

In the centre of this picture, taken today, is a branch of Strada where two or three times we met in a reunion of the team. A colourless image seems appropriate on this very sad day.

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