tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post4149602807651561981..comments2008-12-26T17:42:49.915Zmary annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12059182914563988589noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-55471808699267068892008-12-26T17:42:00.000Z2008-12-26T17:42:00.000Z

You cannot grow up in my birthplace or spend 20 odd, on-and-off years hanging around Andrew Collins and not have more than a working knowledge of Canewdon and its legends. There is still a nice book waiting to be written by someone on the folklore of the witch parishes of south-east Essex.

Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10882543653925973357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-70545582372185063542008-12-26T13:29:00.000Z2008-12-26T13:29:00.000Z

Hope you're having a lovely Xmas, David :)<BR/><BR/>Know anything about this placebretanc?<BR/>http://naturalplane.blogspot.com/2008/12/video-witches-of-canewdon-st-nicholas.html

Tumbleworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14155918958191766438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-39261198380394934962008-12-24T16:18:00.000Z2008-12-24T16:18:00.000Z

I, too, would be interested in your photographs. Maybe for a different reason: I rarely get to travel anymore, and I use my friend's for my eyes. <BR/><BR/>David, I missed replying to some of your comments on my site. I'm so sorry. After a few days with no comments, I stopped looking. Thanks so much for your comments on my storm photographs last year, and other comments.<BR/><BR/>I use my camera

Janelle Meraz Hooperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16422527534364326052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-35330183891325839102008-12-18T23:40:00.000Z2008-12-18T23:40:00.000Z

Ah, don't be such a perfectionist Mr S.. ;-) <BR/><BR/>I think we're all just envious of where you are. I know I am! Seattle is buried under a few inches of snow that you'd undoubtedly make something far more beautiful and ethereal and magical out of than the wet grey sludge I have to walk home through..

Chandirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11629463765622067086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-29386405110001248012008-12-03T05:43:00.000Z2008-12-03T05:43:00.000Z

Its a funny thing about photography. We were lucky in that our grandfather who broke horses for a living in the early part of last century, had a love for the camera. Therefore we have sensitive pictures of our mother with her heels dug into the dry soil, barefoot and ...its a lovely photo...no doubt taken with a box brownie...He took photos of horses and dogs and rivers, and the people...not

Middle Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09962830669606760640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18373305.post-58821353135677577652008-11-29T14:41:00.000Z2008-11-29T14:41:00.000Z

I would love to see your photographic hackings.

zireldahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14792721036817871681noreply@blogger.com