Sunday, 11 December 2011

Where do you start?

So today is the first day of a brand new blog. It's my blog! So where to start? To paraphrase Lewis Caroll i guess I should start at the beginning, go on til I reach the end and then stop. Sounds good to me.

I'm Jim, or Jimothy. I'm in Cheshire in the north west of England. I'm not from here originally but life's journey has brought me here. Que sera, sera. I'm married to Deb who, frankly, deserves a medal as big as a frying pan for being married to me.

I play for Silk Brass. We're currently a championship section band but, from January, we'll be back into the first section. I'm a tenor horn player and, after twelve years on second horn with Crewe Co-op, Silk have put me on the solo horn chair. Not sure that's the greatest idea anybody ever had but I'm giving t my best shot.

I also do a little bit of photography here and there. I haven't done any weddings in a while but there was a time, not so long ago, when i was shooting more than thirty weddings a year. I never set out to be a wedding photographer - it just kinda crept up on me while I was looking the other way.

I've recently (fifteen months or so) got back into writing letters to pen pals. It's called snail mail these days, but when I did it as a teenager we hadn't heard of e-mail. I'm acquiring an ever growing number of snail mailing pals around the world. They all add to life's rich tapestry I guess. It was fountain pens that caused it, of course. We were all compelled to use them at comprehensive school. Scribbling sticks (aka biros) were not permitted. So i was passing through Frankfurt airport one day, with a very long stopover, when I discvered Mont Blanc. That started the collection going. Now they're not all MBs. Some of them are cheapo pens. But the collection has steadily grown since Frankfurt. I got to thinking about what I was going to do with all of these pens and the ink lake that goes with them. So I returned to snail mailing. I have met some very interesting people in the process:)

Well I guess I've bored you enough for one day. Come back another time and see if I have got the hang of this blogging nonsense.

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