April Fool

I lied. There are a few pictures. Here's one to get the ball rolling...


Bertha

Or in this case, not rolling.

It’s not much. Apparently your foreign correspondent was trying to do art in 1974. I’ve got a shot of a tree, and several rather moody shots of people in a railway station café, but none of the gritty portraits and action-packed decisive moments you really need to back up a story like this.

What the hey. We’ll try and do it another way. Starting as soon as I figure out where to start.

I’ve just realised. I began this blook on 1st April. It seems so appropriate somehow…