It's well known that the English are forever complaining about the weather. As January moves to February, we continue with one of the wildest and most unusual winters in living memory. No snow, hardly any frost, in fact temperatures rarely falling to zero degrees C. My daily walk or short drive into the hills would normally be recorded on film using one of my treasured and ancient cameras. Instead, these activities have largely been abandoned. My garden is a quagmire, the lane outside is running with water and the local fields, footpaths and woodlands are all but impassable. Each day rarely brings even a glimpse of sunshine. In the hills, it's gale-force winds and horizontal rain. Simply opening the car door risks it being ripped from it's hinges.

So, here's a typical Englishman moaning about the weather. But on reflection, I am one of the fortunate. A few miles away along the 'glorious' River Severn, a life threatening torrent rages. In towns, flood barriers are erected. Downstream, great swaithes of farmland are under water. Many villages having been cut off for up to six weeks. An hour and half's drive away, the sea relentlessly pounds the promenade of an old university town. Lectures are cancelled, students are moved out of their sea front accommodation. Visitors are advised to stay away as sea defences crumble under the relentless pounding from giant waves. And the forecasters say there's more of the same to come!

Of course, great photo opportunities are to be had in such conditions. Many amazing images have already been taken by the brave and the foolhardy, often risking their lives in doing so. Such photgraphy might now be classified as an 'extreme' sport with many camera club members competing for prizes and admiration.

So, what's it like where you are? Televised reports from the USA and elsewhere show the most extreme of weather, often far worse than here in the UK. Many areas around the world are suffering drought conditions. I wonder why we can't find a way of exporting some of our surplus water instead of just letting run off into the sea. We can do it with oil and gas, why not water?

So here I am, two camera bodies loaded with two different black and white films waiting for the right day to return. A third body lies dormant in a drawer along with a roll of colour film which may or may nor be used during the coming year. In the mean time, I've nothing new to offer ipernity. So it's a few images recycled from 'the other place' or looking through files of old negatives to see if I have missed anything worthwhile.

That's my old man's latest moan over with. Now I must get back to admiring much of my ipernity friends work. Thank you all most sincerely for the pleasure you give me and may I wish you all the very best for the coming year.