Swimming through December

Vobster in December. Here are Ruth and I… and before you ask, yes I made it up, I have no … More

Too full for Breakfast!

Arthur had a takeaway early this morning and was too full to manage even a morsel of breakfast! In fact, … More

Sorry about the lack of cats, and indeed any art at all on this blog lately, the cats have temporarily … More

Dog-of-the-day: Marmite, who was leaning against my knee, so I had to draw my own knee too… I am back … More

The last of my Lake District sketches (for a while). This is me, swimming the length of Buttermere, and somewhat … More

Up the ‘Dinosaur’s Back’ to the top of Blencathra, with nieces/nephews, siblings/in-laws, and Mum who with hindsight may not have … More

Wastwater, 26th October. The Bringer of Shoes! That was my brother, wandering down to see why, having swum most of … More

Gentle reader, do not fear for the safety of Arthur: in a blatant abuse of artistic licence I have left … More

Kez, again, in the pub, again. I will admit that this doesn’t look as much like Kez as a couple … More

Our new cockerel, Tiberius Tyrrol, and two of his wives. He has a variety of wives but it was getting … More