Photo Addict: The Reason
People often make comments on the number of pictures I make and yes, I take a lot. Probably too much sometimes but I will never apologise for that. Ever. December 16th 2011 I lost my grandfather. I saw him almost every single day (at precisely 6pm he would walk through the door) from the age of 5; I lived with him for over a year. He was one of my inspirations in life and he taught me to always aspire to greatness and never give up on your dreams. His was having one of his horses win the Grand National. Every year he would breed horses in the hope they would be good enough. After all the generations of Rhubarb names: Rhubarb Renaissance, Rhubarb Royale, Rhubarb Regal Red, Rhubarb Essence, Red Rhubarb, Ruby Rhubarb, Rhubarb Rebellion ....and the list goes one. Watching the Grand National this weekend got me thinking about him so much. The owner that won was so happy, belated even and he had won 3 times now. What my grandfather would have given for that opportunity. For t