Let’s face it, the news has been up and down and left and right since last Friday.

I had a sense of foreboding before going to bed last Thursday night and to be frank the result knocked me off beam for several days. Sunday morning’s shoot of guerilla yarn-bombing of a street in Ipswich lifted my spirits. It was heart warming to see this troop of knitters, crocheters, and weavers adorn bollards and Cardinal Wolsey with  bright and cheerful creations. Even the rain that came, and did it come with vengeance, did not ruin it. However this morning I discovered that sometime yesterday or the night before someone or somebody had ransacked it. That saddened me.

Add to that another airport bombing and our own country in an uncontrolled descent into who knows where and then out of my mailbox popped a congratulations email. I had entered 4 images into the RPS International Print Exhibition 159 and this one had got shortlisted out of 5497 entries. Add to that 3 other students from my same University and one of those from my year and that boosted my spirits no end.

I owe a huge debt of thanks to Andy Janes at Muntons who had granted me access to their site. I could have made this image from the footpath that runs along the riverbank but the fact that I could get my gear onto the site in the car made it possible to be there when the light was right. Humping heavy gear around is not much fun at the best of times. I went back a couple of weeks after this shot was made and the hedges had all been decimated. Timing is everything.