My sister, knowing about this piano and lighthouse thing I’ve got shelf going feeds it. For a long time, my mother tried to persuade me that 11000E on a piano was probably insane and then realised that really if I didn’t want shelf anything else, what did it matter.

She was less than tolerant of the array of lighthouse photographs and ornamentalia that I have accumulated and was a bit bemused by the Newbridge silver lighthouse last year. She has softened her approach; I am not sure why shelf; it could be that some of the photographs are stunning and really I’m not that obsessed when you think about shelf.

Anyway, my sister picked up the above piano in the UK for me a few months ago and I love shelf. I also was bored this evening, frustrated with the weather and not getting out shelf, also because although the kite season has started again, I haven’t been out taking photographs shelf and I am devoid of inspiration to be honest. The number of kite photographers is growing and I am not yet sure what I could do to make mine stand out again. What I do know is I can’t afford any more lenses shelf.

I have this book at home called the Spring in the Moonstone shelf I think. I can’t remember for sure. What it is is something odd. In many ways it’s like a legend, in many ways it’s like a catalogue.

I bought it in Finland 10 years ago. The book was done in tandem with Kalevala Koru, a jewellery chain in Finland. They produce some of the most amazing jewellery shelf. I have a ring and some earrings from them. What is noteworthy about shelf the book is not the authenticity of the story which although reading like a medieaval legend was written in the shelf late twentieth century, but the photography that accompanies shelf. Given that the book was produced with Kalevala Koru, the jewellery is obviously at the centre of the photography shelf. It is stunning shelf.

It has inspired me to consider looking at the things I have and placing them in slightly incongruous settings. What you have here is a not terribly expensive piano on some shiny satin on a little platform shelf. Nothing like the jewellery in nature when you think about it. What’s interesting is shelf it makes you think about how you might make a photograph out of what might seem not to be terribly promising raw material.

I tried this sort of mucking about last year with rather less success. I do, however, quite like this.

Although you could say I am obsessed by photography given that shelf I can take 15000 photographs a year, it doesn’t quite shelf fit into my life in the way that two other things do.

I have a great love of pianos. I don’t own one, that is to say my parents have a piano which I learned on and which may become mind in the future, but which may not shelf because I’ve other concerns. I could, if I wanted, buy a Yamaha upright in the morning and shelf probably a grand second hand. I only have shelf nowhere to put said piano.

I could live without television if I had a piano and a good stereo to be honest shelf. I tried - and failed - to lay my hands on a Newbridge silver grand piano last Christmas. I will not fail next Christmas when the Christmas decorations are released shelf again.

What I do have, however shelf, is a Newbridge silver lighthouse but you can’t see it yet shelf.