I had a wonderful, witty hand-made fathers’ day card from my delightful daughter today. My two boys have long flown the nest and now reside in far-flung places which don’t resemble Yorkshire at all. It’s good to have one sprog still at home even if she’s now big, occasionally lippy and liable to be playing very strange music at any given time.
Two of my offspring are photographers, one professional and the other just very talented. It’s great to see the quality and imagination of their pictures. Here are just a few images I like:
