I’ve fallen in love with my wife.


My email account on my Windows Phone started working again after about a week. I’ve no idea why it started working again any more than I know why it stopped working in the first place. I deleted the account in Settings several times and double checked the what do you call its more than once. It occurred to me that the  Chinese blackmail man might have got into it and buggered about with it but that seemed a bit far fetched. Numerous searches on the Internet  of Windows Mobile phone forums failed to find a solution either. I find those things as much use as chocolate teapots. A radical and drastic  resolution was to factory reset the phone so I prepared of that eventuality by manually writing down all the phone numbers I would certainly lose. I also spent some considerable time deleting archive crap from my email account on my laptop. I’d like to think it was these two actions that brought about it’s rise phoenix like from the ashes. I like my Windows phone, my Lumia 535 but I’m not convinced Microsoft devote as mush time to them these days as they should.  Just because they’ve lost the competition to Android phones, Samsung etc doesn’t mean they’ve got to give up the ghost on the rest of us who don’t want to shell out thousands of pounds for a new phone every ten minutes.


British photographer Paul Reas has just published a 30 year retrospective of his work which you can read about here Fables of Faubus 

Here’s a classic image by Tony Ray-Jones: Brighton Beach 1966


The Luckiest Guy Alive John Cooper-Clarke’s second book of Poetry arrived today and it’s already a classic. JCC is now sufficiently well known for him to be applauded by pop Artist Peter Blake to have designed the cover and very nice it is too. There’s some crackin poems in there, some I’ve heard and some I haven’t. I’m gonna try and memorize the brilliant ‘I’ve Fallen in Love with my Wife’ in time for Valentine’s Day next February.


Prison Blues


My brother likes his Prison Blues sweatshirt. I think he got it from a trendy clothes shop in Brighton. Clothing made by prisoners in the USA, ‘ Denim Work Apparel Made on the Inside to be worn on the Outside’ apparently. He doesn’t mind having his picture taken by me. I think he quite enjoys it. How do I capture the person who probably knows me better than anyone and vice versa ? He’s three years older than me so he’s known me since I was a baby. We’ve not always got on together but he’s always been loyal and caring and kind. We obviously have a shared history, we’re cut from the same cloth as they say around these parts. Recently we went out for a walk around some nearby place, followed by a beer in a micro pub. We sat upstairs out of the way and I got the camera out.

I’m always sceptical of this idea that you can capture a person’s personality in one single photograph. This idea surrounding portrait photography or painting or sculpture. I think people are far too complex to be able to do that. Maybe you can capture a facet of a person’s personality but that’s about it.

Later I thought it was about time we had our image taken together.







You can walk past something a hundred or so times and never notice it. Then one day the light’s just catching it right and there it is and you think ‘why have I never noticed that?’. I’m from the ‘what you point your camera at says something about your inner self’  school of photography, hence the image below.

I’m trying to give my feet a rest but the wife and dog need walking otherwise they get cranky. I’ve got what’s commonly known as Plantar Fasciitis, heel pain to you and me. Fortunately it’s only the right one but it’s quite painful and a little bit debilitating. Street Photographers need a good pair of shoes.

Blog Writing 

My blog ‘The Secret Diary  of Vince Fish’ on BlogSpot is about to get deleted. There’s plenty of advice out there on Blog writing and a number of people have done very nicely out of their blogs. Unfortunately I’m  not one of them. I find starting a Blog quite easy. It’s sustaining one that’s the problem. Continuing to write about the same thing differently, saying something that hasn’t been said before is the problem. Even my passion for photography I find it considerably difficult to maintain.

I’ve thought about writing a Blog about How to be a Man. Ya know I could dispense advice and wisdom on the things I’ve learnt about being a man or rather trying to be;  how to conduct yourself, how to behave, what to wear, health and fitness, being in control etc etc. I mean at my age you’d think I’d pretty much got it cracked by now wouldn’t ya ? Not a bit of it !

Blackmail Emails 

I’ve had another one of those emails. This time from some arse in China which I’ve copied below for your entertainment. I’ve replied to him and basically told him to fuck off ! I’ve also informed him I’ve forwarded his email to my friend in Data Security Intelligence in Beijing. I’ve got friends all over the place. This is about the third one of these I’ve had and none of them have actually sent me the film clip as proof they’ve actually done it. I mean if you’re going to successfully blackmail anyone at least show them the goods first. Not only that I know I’ve never cranked one out in front of my laptop. I didn’t know there was a word ‘deleterious’ ? Besides it’s perfectly normal for man or woman to bash one out from time to time and nothing to be ashamed of. I don’t care what the Priest says.

Do nоt mind оn my illitеrасy, I am frоm China.

This is your last chance to save your life.

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Here’s a nice photo of my dog flopping it out !


Unseemly fawning

I’ve never really understood this fawning over the Royal Family here in jolly old eccentric England. The Europeans and other sensible people of the World  must think us the English are fuckin crackers ? I don’t see the difference between what happens over here and over there in North Korea with that Kim Jong Ding a Ling bloke. My observation is that it’s the middle aged old ladies who are the worst. Standing for hours in the pouring rain on the Mall waiting for a glimpse of Her Royal Highness Majesty the Queen of England just so they can wave a little plastic Union Jack at her like demented idiots. I’ve got nothing against them personally your Honour. I mean I wouldn’t have their heads lopped off like the French did or have them shot in a cold cellar like the Russians. It’s just that I don’t understand all this bowing and scraping malarkey. I reckon it’s that hangers on and bum lickers that make it worse as well and I’ve kinda seen it first hand but let’s not get into that particular pile of mess.


50 Free Spins

I want to photograph the mundane. Those little moments which are overlooked. The happenstance of everyday life. Those moments between here and there. The cracks in the pavement, the gaps. I want to capture everyday heroes. Those people just living this life in an ordinary non eventful way. Waiting for this, waiting for that. Remembering yesterday and thinking about tomorrow.

What attracted me to this couple ? I think it was the stockings I noticed first. I think they’re surgical stockings ? And now as I look at the image I notice the open toed Velcro fastening shoes. The symbol of the Crooked Spire on the bin places this image in my home town of Chesterfield. The amusement arcade in the background is bright and colourful inviting people in to amuse themselves by gambling.

Laugh it isn’t funny !

“Laugh it isn’t funny, no respect for pain ! If you give him money he slings it down the drain. You’re looking for Mr Right ? his type need not apply. He doesn’t play the white man. He doesn’t try” – 23rd by  John Cooper Clarke.

For some reason I’ve got the following verse from 23rd going around my head in a continuous loop. I’ve tried playing the excellent Don’t Delete the Kisses by Wolf Alice on You Tube but it doesn’t do it. Was delighted for Wolf Alice at the Mercury Prize giving last night. I’d never heard then before but straight away said to myself, these’ll win. And so they did which just goes to show that at my age I’ve not lost it yet.

Been over on the Yorkshire Coast for a few days and managed some images while sitting on a bench on Filey front eating an ice cream. To walk along the front is to ‘promenade’