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Monday, 15 September 2025

Getting Old


 I reached the ripe old age of 88 a few days ago and learned the how difficult life becomes. I have forgotten just how difficult operating the computer is. My memory is virtually non existant and I struggle to do things, but I will struggle on.  I gave up driving a couple of weeks ago so my photography has become very limited. My foxes no longer visit after my disasterous two month stay in hospital at the beginning of the year. So there is not a lot I can do at the moment but I am working at it. In the meantime best  wishes to you all and thank you for the support over the years.

The picture is of a beautiful ornament birthday present from my good friends Des and Ann. It replaces the loss of the foxes to my garden.

Sunday, 18 May 2025

Apologies


 Please accept my sincere apologies for my absence from my blog. I have spent more than 2 months in hospital confined to bed and not knowing the reason why. During that time I received no treatment or saw a doctor, also the vitamins and such that help me live were not available. So I grew old very quickly.  I am no longer fit enough to drive my car so all my photos will be of visitors to my garden. I am at home now and having to start afresh. Wish me luck for I am starting anew.   Mike.


    

Mike Attwood - Photographer

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Evacuated during the second world war to a village in Yorkshire where I lived in the home of a good photographer for more than five years who taught me the basics and a great deal about nature. Well past retirement age I have been a wildlife photographer for more than 30 years. Red Kites have been my speciality for much of this period. I did spend several years snapping wheelchair athletes and organizing the British Road Race Championship. In the year 2000 I was awarded a distinction by the Royal Photographic Society for my portfolio on wheelchair athletes. Most of my pics are digital, using Sony cameras and Sigma lenses. I used to spend many weeks each year with friends in Wales which is close to the Elan Valleys where I got many of my raptor pics. I now get these pictures more closely to home, specially red kites and peregrines. I support my pension by selling my pics, cards, coasters, fridge magnets and key rings etc. at craft fairs, something I wish I had done much earlier in life. I give illustrated talks to clubs and societies on wildlife and other branches of photography that I have been involved in.